Friday, 24 September 2010
How can I find the words to say
Whatever it is won't be right
The pain being told that I'm wrong
Over and over again
The ability to roll with the punches diminishes over time
The daily stress and exhaustion wear me out
I always thought it would get easier as I got older
I really am bored with being a verbal punch bag
The day can't quick enough when he leaves home.
This sentence has gone on for 19 years now.
When do I get off for good behaviour?
To think I've lived for 37 years more than him
and apparently don't know anything.
How did that happen, when I know I'm smart!