Chains (for my dad, my backbone)

I've seemed to hate this word even more

Hesitation

Cause that's all you do

You are opening up to me is now

Exaggeration

Isn't it obvious?

That I play to be dubious

The mouth doesn't utter a word

But I know from your eyes everything.

Every cry for help you've made 

To me behind the curled lips 

Which internally frown

As you again drown in the gaping sea

Which is blue; just like its colour

Struggling to break through

From the chains of responsibility

But you lose to your debility and still smile

Putting your hands behind

Trying to hide the chains from my sight.

But little do you know

I hear them clanking

I see them scratching

The soul out of you

But I too smile

For I don't have the key

To get you free

From the chains that bind you

To all the miseries

And continue to bruise you

From behind

While you still smile at front