These Are My JOTtings, Part #2

Sitting in My Room

Sitting in my room,
so quiet once again.
Almost like a tomb.
Never can I win.

"Why is Mommy so upset?
Why is life so hard?
Why am I a great regret
to her crying heart?"

Sitting in my room,
waiting for a smile.
"Why does darkness loom
every once in a while?"

But it's not today!
"Jump in the car let's go!"
Momma wants to shop and play!
A better day to know!

Sitting in my room,
Momma spent too much.
Parents always fume.
Depression is my crutch.

by Jay O’Toole
on February 12th, 2024