You Don't Get Me

You Don't Get Me
By Mark Spencer

Mary Ann dropped out of college,
She couldn't take the grind.
She didn't want to "waste" her youth,
Developing her mind.

For eighteen years she had to do,
The bidding of adults.
She believed they didn't "get" her,
And these were the results.

She met a boy, and married him,
Then really hit the skids;
The two divorced at twenty four,
He left her with three kids.

Depression turned to drug abuse,
For two years she was jailed.
And because nobody got her,
Her life, so far, had failed.

At thirty she went back to school,
Her path in life was found;
With hard work, she became a nurse,
And turned her life around.

Then finally she understood
That her reproach was wrong.
Adults who once controlled her life,
They got her all along.

Her life was littered with mistakes,
Since she dropped out of school.
And looking back upon those years,
She knew she'd been a fool.

The lesson that she taught her kids,
Was easy to admit:
Her parents "got" her from the start;
'Twas they SHE didn't get.

For if you do not look beyond
The desires of youth.
Your lustful dreams will cloud your mind,
And blind you to the truth.

Good parents rarely ever change,
And time will make that clear.
I only hope you understand,
Before they disappear.

End.