Easy Child
I understand
Even when I don't want to
Spilled milk, spoiled child
"Clean it up, or you're a brat"
I see faces
And grasp the mood
I hear steps
And guess the person on foot
You gave me everything
But a quiet home
Something I can stay in
But never truly feel home
Yes you did everything for me
But never what I asked
I grew up too fast
And you were pleased
I was an "easy child"
But I wish you put some effort
I know there were far more issues
I understand, I really do
But, why do I have to understand every time
Why can't you understand for once
Why your easy child
Turned difficult
~aythea solen














