You've been in my shoes.
So where is the similar thinking?
I know you've felt my pain.
Yet you don't yearn to know why I am hurting.
I've only heard those words four times in my life...
So I find love on my own.
Yet you discipline me for looking in the wrong places.
Again and again I run into a wall.
You see me struggle.
But brush it off.
As your son, must I make the initiative for you to find interest in me?
I'm transforming into a machine.
Blocking everything out that comes my way.
Emotional neglection forced inward interaction
And as I interact with myself, I shut the world out.
One day I will overcome this pain.
But for now I ponder why it still eats away at my brain.
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