He Knows
I guess it 9 am and I'm all in the blanket mood on.
My father yells from the kitchen asking if I am okay. I said, "I am okay, yeah!" (I AM LITERALLY NOT) He adds if I am feeling cold or not and what food I need for breakfast. I said, "umm, lemme just sleep!" And that's been kinda morning conversation and I never said what I need to make me feel okay again. I mean, dear father, I cannot sleep well every single night thinking about you're getting old and this kid is getting stupider day by day. I can't be fine to see this kind of shit won't let us go.
My father is still here and he says I should consume more vitamin and at least ten glass of mineral a day. I say, Okay. He says he don't have enough money for today and I say, me either. He says, no, he don't say more things. And I go back sleep again. huh. what a day!
But, the day I know he knows what I am feeling. He knows what I won't say. I can feel his palm on my forehead checking if I am having fever or not. He asks my mom to make me a glass of milk. He says, be good. He says.
Does he know if I need a little hug too?
Does he know if I need bunch of money for my fucking graduation?
My father yells from the kitchen asking if I am okay. I said, "I am okay, yeah!" (I AM LITERALLY NOT) He adds if I am feeling cold or not and what food I need for breakfast. I said, "umm, lemme just sleep!" And that's been kinda morning conversation and I never said what I need to make me feel okay again. I mean, dear father, I cannot sleep well every single night thinking about you're getting old and this kid is getting stupider day by day. I can't be fine to see this kind of shit won't let us go.
My father is still here and he says I should consume more vitamin and at least ten glass of mineral a day. I say, Okay. He says he don't have enough money for today and I say, me either. He says, no, he don't say more things. And I go back sleep again. huh. what a day!
But, the day I know he knows what I am feeling. He knows what I won't say. I can feel his palm on my forehead checking if I am having fever or not. He asks my mom to make me a glass of milk. He says, be good. He says.
Does he know if I need a little hug too?
Does he know if I need bunch of money for my fucking graduation?
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