“Is It My Fault?”
By: Shannon Yáñez
03/23/97
Why do you get mad at me
Or think that I’m unfair?
Why do you ridicule me
Those poems are how I share.
Why do you go to sleep
When you’re the one fed up?
Why can’t I be acknowledged
For all the times I stay up?
Why can’t I treat you
The way you treat me?
The good things are you
The bad things are me.
I always get up
For whatever you need
Why am I the one you say
Has so much greed?
Why am I the dunce?
Why am I stupid?
Nothing I ever do
Is enough for what you did.
Why do you give
And always must receive?
For the same reason
I believe you will leave.
Why is it when I assert myself
I’m the one not right?
Why is something of your loss
Will always cause a fight?
Why do I write these stupid poems?
Because from me you turned away
And now asleep is how you stay.
© 2010 Copyright by Shannon Peace
