I am like a child
I whine when I don�t get my way
I kick and I scream
for You to leave me alone
but You never do

I want to feel the knives
I want to touch the hot stove
I push and I yell
for you to put me down
but You never do

I want to walk in the traffic
I want to run with scissors
I bite and I cry
for You to let me go
but You never do

I want to eat dirt
I want to ride dead horses
I claw and I wail
for you to leave me be
but You never do

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2000 �Iris Laureate-all poetry copywrighted
1999 � Sites by Starr
Came to read poetry