Dear mom and dad,

I have always tried my best to make you glad.

But what about the tears I shed in the dead of night -

Away from ear-shot, away from everyone's sight?

I cried when once my rank shifted from second to fifth,

But you shattered me more by saying you were ashamed of me for it.

When I got good marks in board exams again,

I regained your love and respect only then.

I know you made, and still make many sacrifices to make me happy

But frankly, your behaviour sometimes makes me feel so crappy.

Do you even know what my dreams are? I doubt.

You have been too busy taking decisions for me, counting me out.

You make me feel less like a human and more like a show piece,

My success- my reward, my marks- my trophies.

I love you both, so I am still in the battle.

So, be a little considerate and stop your endless rattle.

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