A Two-Sided Sorry

why can't you just tell me?
not tell him?
you walk right past me
don't act like nothing is everything

when you touch me
with your plastic fingers
and dismiss my attempts
i'm trying

stop blaming me for your kids mistakes
help them, guide them
don't let them see you teaching me
what you might forget to teach them

your words i can take
but not your ignorance
i listen to your dramatics
i can't ignore your avoidance

it hurts me too
we aren't as tangled as you may think
my outside isn't as hard as my inside
i'm sorry i closed you off

now my gates are open
and i am waiting

you've turned around
you're done trying?