Poetry

The Blame Game

This is a terrible poem, written in about five minutes. I was just trying to write something from my son’s perspective. Although I’ve written a few cool poems, poetry is just not my thing. It doesn’t flow from me easily, and when it does, you can see the results aren’t great. However, I do feel that I captured my teenage son pretty well which was the main goal.

The Blame Game

I don’t understand

Why you blame me for everything.

I don’t understand

Why it so hard for you to see.

I don’t understand

Why it’s always my fault.

I don’t understand

Why you make me take the fall.

I don’t understand

Why you can’t see what I’m going through.

I don’t understand

Why it’s always one against two.

I don’t understand

Why you think you’re always right.

I don’t understand

Why you want to make us fight.

I don’t understand

Why you insist on pushing me away.

YOU don’t understand

That I’m going to be gone someday.

 

3 thoughts on “The Blame Game”

    1. I’m starting up again today hence the sudden burst of replies. It’s been a long couple of weeks with very little sleep, grading, visiting family, and the end of the school year. My summer vocation officially began today, so here I am working on my writing. Oh, how I’ve missed it.

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