Hug

You’re right, you’re right

I hate that your right

I hate it

you know why?

because I knew the answer even before you answered

I knew it, I did

You tell me to tell you, why I was crying

so you can help me

but can’t you see it

I know the answers already

why do you think I choose to be dumb

even when I would ask my cousins for help

I knew what they were going to do,

but what I actually wanted them to do

I knew they would never do

I just wanted a hug

….the thing is, you can’t help someone who already knows the answers

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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