One Shot

Irresponsible child,

You’re too young to understand,

Too immature,

What do you know?

You are not grown nor wise.

I want to reply back with my smart remarks,

Not only grey hairs show signs of being smart.

But I want to be nice so I say things with no harm,

I am a child with many talents,

Who capable of many things,

And words just fall down like rain,

These words I use express how I feel,

I know sometimes I keep it too real.

Honesty is a trait that I take pride in having,

Some can’t handle,

Others hold ground.

So why are you avoiding time.

Being scared is perfectly fine.

But I tell you there is nothing to hide

There isn’t any shame in falling from the sky,

To land in the arms in the one you want to trust,

I can tell that I one point you wanted to trust,

But I see now a different side.

One that is troubling,

One that is trying to hide.

Don’t understand this unusual behavior,

Having trouble dealing with your moods.

A blur is all I see,

As if light passed in front of me.

Slow down and tell me how you feel,

I have this feeling that your hiding something,

Something that has changed the way you feel.

You’re acting different,

Making me think,

Did I make a mistake,

In telling you what I think?

Attitude has been different,

We don’t talk the same.

You ignore the mention of my name,

Just tell me,

I’m not immature,

I’m a responsible young man,

Who knows the situation,

Is well aware of what yours is.

I have told you how I feel,

Yet you haven’t said a word,

Are you embarrassed as to what maybe heard.

You say I’m too young,

I tell you I’m not.

But you just won’t give me not even one shot.