When I try to stand, pull myself to your waist, do the best I can
try to be a man
you push me away, knock me down
say I’m not good enough
When I try to speak, express myself
voice these thoughts
you shut me down, say hush up, go to your room
no one wants to listen to a child
When I try to think, exercise my mind, expand my boundaries
you tear me down
expose these youthful flaws, count the reasons why
I’m not smart enough
When I attempt to dream, set lofty goals for a possible future so grand
you remind of all the mistakes I’ve made
condemn me
to failure over and over again
When I try to protect what remains of this bullet riddle psyche
so many emotional wounds inflicted through the years
you rationalize your destructive methods as parental guidance
justify your actions as love
swear to everyone
you raised me as best as you can
refuse to share any blame
‘cause this is how your parents raised you
and their parents raised them
so on and so on
I may not be the final domino in this line
but I can promise you
I will not fall
will not knock my children down