Broken

When I'm sad, down trodden
Or outright broken

Don't give me any preference -
I have no such notions!

Don't wipe my pain or
place palms into mine, open.

I don't even ask
To be kept as an option.


Don't talk, or sob,
nor strain, or walk in

No claim to privileges
Don't waste time, nor your emotions.

Don't shower praises -
I'm not looking for devotion.

Maybe offer a quick glance my way -
From your heart, frozen?

I'm Done

I'm done -

Chasing things,
that won't be mine.

Pleasing people,
who don't find time.

Faking wide smiles,
to cheer every life.

Trying to be kind,
when others act blind.



I'm done - 

Following coarse paths,
which coil, as they unwind.

Wondering where I went wrong
and how to rewind!

Walking towards goals, 
which abruptly go out of sight.

Striking conversations with life,
which prefers to stay uptight.


I'm done - 

Staying up late,
hoping tomorrow brings light.

Keeping it going on,
when within I am not so strong.

Looking the other side 
when things don't look so bright.

And wanting to stay alive,
when I'm so dead inside!

Daddy come home

Daddy come home
To watch me play
To rock your baby
In her tiny armchair.

Daddy come home

To make me fries

To clean my dress

From crayon lines.

Daddy come home

To cut my cake

Don’t you know?

I turned twelve now.

Daddy come home

I just got dumped

He made me cry
Please make me fine.

Daddy come home

I am starving in pain

Mummy says our money

Has all gone down the drain.

Daddy come home

Let's go see my workplace

I’d also like to take you

Tonight, on a dinner date!

Daddy come home

You are already delayed

Why you so mum?

What’s keeping you away?

I’ve come, old man!

Would you want another try?

Would you want to rewind?

Would you rather be alive?