All their eyes on me
Pulling me down
A group of laughter
It must be about me
Hide in the bathroom
Keep your feet up
Don't let anyone know you're there
They'll think you're a creep
Even if you smile at me
Even if you say you love me
I can't fathom that it's true
It's just a lie to humiliate me
Don't give in
In the poem, My Old Man, by Charles Bukowski, the speaker is a disturbed man. At only sixteen years old, he is already into drinking alcohol as a means of coping with depression and abusive father.
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