Dignity..

You think I can't tell its me you're talking about?

What have I done today? Spilt some milk? Talked too loud?

I try to tame them, beseech them, try to muffle them, while I'm walking or prone.

But these days my hands, just like my children, have a mind of their own.

 

You think I can't tell that you've heard what I've just said?

Can't I just sit with you for a few minutes before you push me to bed?

I know I tell the same stories at times. I can tell because you’re forever reaching for the door.

It's all your mother's fault. Her eyes were always filled with wonder, it never seemed she was bored.

 

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Do you think you could just slow down a little bit for me?

Somehow it never upset me waiting around for hours while you crawled around as a baby.

Sometimes I stay up all night listening to my body creak and groan.

But I hate the silence even more, because that's when I realise I'm truly alone.

 

This world is spinning too fast, I don’t think I can keep up with you.

Or  I am slowing you down, maybe that’s why your smiles around me are so few.

Don't get me wrong, I don't blame you, in this expensive world nothing comes for free.

Keep your money keep your time, just let me keep my dignity.