Don t upset your mom

pretty,
it’s time to get up of your bed,
it's time to be smart, to be brave, to be seen and heard,
cause nothing is worth of your bloodshed.
don’t be a coward,
don’t be a dumb,
honey, don’t upset your mom.
cause you’re mistaken,
you’re wrong,
thinking no one gives the love you can,
honey, if all of them 9 were bad,
then there should be at least a good 1?

please, write yourself an honest pledge,
and hang up that paper on the wall.
and every time you’re on the cliff edge,
read it out, but love, don’t fall…

don’t cry, don’t waste these tears of gold.
I wish you weren’t that bold,
to scrape clean wrist blood like a jam,
and to spread it on a stale bread,
that’s just like you - half alive/half dead.
your sadness can be weighed in grams,
and that’s what truly upsets your mom.

listen,
if a stone was thrown,
catch it with your right hand.
if they say something wrong,
just don’t listen, close your ear drums.
while running if you fell down,
kick your shoes off and run.
don’t look back,
don’t lose yourself,
cause yourself is very hard to be found.

pretty, please,
just don’t be gone.
you can’t take back what is done.
so please, I beg don’t pull the hook,
when you’re holding another gun.

cause if you do - it will upset your mom.

December, 27
Dedicated to: myself.