You and yours

01Sep09

I don’t care.
I really don’t care about your stories, your experiences, your epiphanies.
I never asked for them.

However, you insisted on listing them one by one.
You forced fed the tales, having me listen as attentively as I could.
You never asked for me.

I, the young one, was supposed to learn from you, the older one.
“The wise one.”
Little did you know, I never learned because there was no lesson.

I didn’t care and I still don’t.


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  1. 1 V* on September 5, 2009 said:

    that’s deep. i like that. i should email that to my mum.

  2. 2 jiovanni on September 5, 2009 said:

    lol Thanks. And don’t send her that. She might trace it back to me. And I don’t want no parts of y’all’s drama. lol


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