I might not be a good son
But u have failed as a parent too.
Remember When I cried and begged
Still I was pushed and dragged
To the living hell what we call hostel.
I never forget
How I waited for u on weekends
To come and hug me
But each time you made me cry
By prioritiesing your meetings
Or concocting another lie.
Remember when I arrived in vacations
I pleaded to stay some more
But you taught me discipline
And forced me to live alone.
Now that I am used to live on my own
You ask me to give you more time
You complain I don't call you anytime
You ask me to skip my colleges for sometime
But my dear parents
I am sorry
Years of loneliness and separation
Have made me a cold blooded youth
Who have lost all feelings for you.
Yes I am always there to stand for you
My all belongings are only for you
Only thing I can't give
Is my time to you.
I turned out to be the worst son
But my reactions are the quid pro quo of your actions
And ultimately that makes
You the worst parent too.
©defacto
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