Listen is there a reason
That you act like I'm a problem
Or that I'm doing everything wrong
Call me Lazy
Ok
Tell me to shut up
Alright
But what are the reasons that you make me feel so small
So incompetent
Do you even know that you're doing these things?
Or do you just not care?
Do you really think I don't do anything?
Half the time
IM cooking
IM cleaning
IM making sure that ——— & ——- are safe and not doing anything stupid
You don't like to play with your siblings
So? Why does it matter to you?
Don't force our relationship
We have it on our time
Okay you work 18 hours a day. Cool. I appreciate you, but reasons do have to make feel so stupid, so idiotic
Why is that your excuse?
If I really shut up, would you even notice?
If I really was lazy, would that please you?
If I really did everything and anything you asked me to do, and drop everything that I'm doing to do so, would you finally accept me how I am?
Oh I love you so much and you know it
Sure I do, but sometimes it really does feel like you wish I wasn't your daughter
It's funny how you think you understand me or that you everything about me. That you know me.
You don't a damn thing about me. I've been in your life's 15 years and you have to look at your arm for my birthday, it's sad. People that I've known for less than a year know more about me that you ever did in the past 15.
Tell me what your reasons are, so that one day, you could like me.
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Poems of a Teenage Girl
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