Parrot on my Shoulder
Who do you think you’re fooling? Everyone
can see through you, you’re nothing but a fool,
not interesting, not funny. Nobody likes you!
But Sandra has invited me for coffee and
the team at work sent me flowers and
chocolates. My sister calls every day.
Everyone just looks at you with pity! They feel
sorry for you! You’re nothing but a burden, if you
disappear, everyone would be so much better off.
My children need me, they would miss me and
my mother likes to call and talk to me. You don’t
know the meaning of your words. You’re mean.
You haven’t got a clue what you’re doing. What
made you think you could be a mother? You
can’t even hold the love of a good man.
One of these days I will shut you up. The nasty
things you say to me are empty advice, not my inner
voice. I have raised three beautiful children.
Your father was right! You’re a disgrace, not even
‘worth the water, you drink’… a waste of space.
Where are your accomplishments? Can’t you see it?
I am starting to ignore you, I promise! For too
long I listened, gave you too much credit.
Parrot, you’re stuffed, a work of taxidermy.