Perfection in the Eyes of a Child

Yyyeah.

My parents don't smoke and I don't think they ever did
My dad used to toke but he wasn't a stoner like his two eldest kids
I know exactly why I do all the terrible things that I do
But whenever I try to explain myself I always lose
Sight of what I'm trying to say
Because I over-complicate every little thing
How can I be the product of such perfect people
Our eyes shine the same but my heart feels distant
I try so hard to match them but fail every instant
I guess I'll always be the loser of two perfect parents

My parents drink a little and maybe drank more when they were younger
But they never drank as much as their eldest son and his brother
I know exactly why I do all the stupid things that I do
But even with this knowledge I fail to choose
The right path to take in these dark woods
'Cause I crack under stress easier than an egg would
How can I be the son of such loving people
When I'm filled with so much hate I fill the needle
I try so hard to better myself and be like them
But I always fall short and blame my own two hands

Reviews

[aedaba]

I like this...sometime people try to hard and think to hard...be yourself...don't over do yourself...thats what i got? Haha but wow i like this soo much

[Deaths Cold Kiss]

i really like this write

[Archipelago]

I really like this. The rhythm flows effortlessly, and the rhymes aren't forced. Also, the content is refreshingly honest and something I can relate to. Great poem.