Written, once again, with Michelangelo and Raphael in mind.
M i s u n d e r s t o o d
They never understand.
They never ever see,
The way I try so hard to be the person
That they want to see.
My words are met with hisses, threats.
They always think they know what's best.
They never try to understand,
Or take the time to see.
When I reach out I'm pushed aside,
'The way it's meant to be'.
My mistakes are tragedies,
My every fault a flaw.
Yet their mistakes are pushed aside,
No one ever cares.
No matter what I say or do,
They always find a fault.
My 'few' good deeds are over looked,
No matter what I say.
I hope now in my heart of hearts,
That it won't stay this way.
Forever shunned. No one will see,
And never understood.
What did you think?