Poems

you hate poems.
maybe that's why i write a lot.
i don't want you to read a
dozen stanzas that means
'i miss you' .
-nevertheless you still
support me
and reading you say
'i'm proud of you' from
a smartphone makes me
a smiling emoji
(before you said the exact same
phrase to someone else)
now here's an angry cat with fangs.

you once told me
to move on
and put everything behind
to write fresher pieces
in order to relate them with
the audience
but i decided to be a rebel
because i don't want to forget you.
ah,you are used to this.
'such a brat'.

this distance is a silent killer.
i get to meet my parents once
a week but not my number three.
once a year is only by chance.
it's hard to be alive
but i survived with your attitude
and a miserable mind
this one ain't a freeshow,
it's too horrifying.

as i grow up,
i focus too much
on the italics
but lost it at
the bold.

how should i know?
you make fun of
serious matters
but took no chill
on jokes.

a gentle reminder;
i am always your
little girl that you
see on stage with a
bee costume
that turns around when
you call her 'Dear'
and asks you stupid
questions while you're
reading manga online
in your free slots
but still doesn't know
how to cut her own
slice of pizza.


-and if you really
do wait for me,
have some rest.

i'll always come back.