I Am Weak

apriltwentyfifthtwentyeighteen. A song. (we have a gazebo on our back deck.)

Oh you've hurt me

Through all means of injury

You've broken my heart, my mind, my knees

From kneeling i need to beg you please

Please forgive me i am weak

First and foremost I know I haven't been the best son

I know that I'm suppose to have a more mature reaction

But there comes a point where the yelling becomes

Too much for my ears to bear I wanted to be numb'd

I wanted nothing more than to never feel at all

But the gazebo isn't tall

Enough for me to hang from.

[key of G#: 1&1sus, 6sus&6, 3, 4{m}sus2add6]

Author's Note

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Reviews

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At times we try hard not to disappoint and it goes left. Good read

[Sanbino Rodriguez-White]

This poem is deep and relatelable, we often feel weak and insignificant, especially in the eyes of our parents Great poem...