tagNon-Erotic PoetryYour Throne......

Your Throne......


Why didn’t you love me?

I tried so hard to be the perfect daughter....
Yet, you sat upon your couch, ignoring me....
Nevertheless, me getting good grades and dating
good Italian boys didn’t matter

Its all the same from your couch you ignore me
It seemed that you didn’t love me,
because I wasn’t a boy

I’d say hi and you just stared out into space.
Forever looking forward totally oblivious,
to those around you.

Your eyes fixated on the Television in front of you.

Your couch is your throne.......
Football, Baseball, basketball, soccer.....

Doesn’t matter
its all the same
from your throne
you ignore me....

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