The best laid plans
By kittycatds
The best laid plans Or so they say This wasn’t my plan These weren’t my dreams My childhood hopes Crushed when I was little As an adult I see clearly So why do I still think like a child My “inner child” still crying Yelling at you Wanting to blame you Why did you belittle me? When your mother did it to you? Why did you hurt me? When all I wanted was your approval? Was THIS your plan for me? To become you… To be sad and lonely To be lost and unsure Like you always were… Striving to be more And never taking the first step Slowly killing yourself/myself One addiction at a time Slowly drifting into poverty Too tired and scared to care anymore Was THAT your plan for me? Because it was never mine… Written December 11th, 2001 © on Dec 11 2001 02:35 PM PST 18 • 0 • 1
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