Published June 25, 2008
I wish I could be Perfect.
It was a long winter day and everything was good.
I couldn’t wait to show my dad my report card,
Because all “A’s and B’s” again.
But he never seems to care.
All he says is “ Its ok for your age to have B’s”
Also he said, “ Once you get all A’s I will be proud.”
But what does he know?
He makes me so depressed and down about myself.
I try as hard as I can.
I never get any fun time anymore.
He wants me gone and out of his life for good.
He just wants me to be perfect and that isn’t possible.
I always thought to be the “mistake” of the family.
He says he loves me but I don’t believe him.
If he loved me, why does he treat me this way?
I don’t understand him anymore.
He is practically not home anymore.
I have to do everything by myself.
I don’t know where my mother went.
So I am stuck with my dad.
He is just so picky about things now.
I am doing better than half the school but he doesn’t care.
He wants me to be perfect like all them straight A people.
You know what forget him, I am 16, and I can do better.
So the next morning I packed my bags and just ran away.
I knew my father wouldn’t care.
He wanted to get rid of me anyway so I am leaving forever.
I bought a train ticket to wherever it takes me.
I am leaving and leaving for good.
I said goodbye to New York and said hello to better opportunity.
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Wow, very nice poem. I loved all the strong emotions. You used the word anymore a lot. Try using another word.
Make sure you use punctuation.
I think you meant show.
Okay, these two stanzas confused me. She wants to show her dad the report card but he doesn't care. Why even show him the report card if he is just going to cut her down? I understand where you're trying to go with this, but it just confuses me.
Overall, this was a good poem. Just try to use punctuation.
Keep writing!
Becca
okay, so overall, i liked this piece. i understand where you're coming from with it (trust me)
just watch your flow. you occasionally seem to lose track of it.
Nice job! Keep up the good work!
-GC10