You never wore
Your Sunday Best
On a day
Important
To me
It hurts that
You never remembered
I exist
Until you were told
You can't deny
My existence
It hurts that
You are yet to spell
My name right
It's Shailee, not Shili
Do you even know
My full name?
It hurts that
You used to look away
Pretend I wasn't yours
Make me feel
Make me know
I don't belong in your life
It hurts that
You only talk with me now
Because you've been told to
But that you won't
Even make an attempt to
Get to know me
It hurts that
You still expect me to apologize
Even though
The only crime
I committed
Was being born
It hurts that
Even though he wronged
Even though you
Let him wrong
I'm the one cornered
I'm the one blamed
It hurts that
I will never be as good
As any of them
Even though
I too, do my best
To make people proud
For a different you.
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