How is it that I feel like a stranger?
A stranger to those I once held dear
They were held in such a high regard,
But not anymore
I thought we were past a stage
A stage of denial and criticism
They have proven that they're not
It saddens me to think that they don't care
For my feelings, my happiness
I care about theirs too much
Because I know they would criticize
Criticize my decisions and actions
They do constantly
Choosing to love the person of my choice
Does not sit well with them
They want me to be with someone
Someone of their choosing
They want me to stoop so low,
That even saying to cheat and have fun
Goes to show their true characters
How could they say that to their daughter/sister?
How can they show they love me when they do that?
When my own mother has made no progress
She cannot get past the fact I choose him to be my boyfriend
She's so judgemental and trying to get into my head,
Hoping I listen to her and date the person of her choosing
She's negative,
So freaking negative about my relationship
Calling my boyfriend controlling when he isn't
We are long distance and call every day
There's nothing wrong with that
There's nothing wrong with our relationship
I can't handle all the negative and cheating comments
Knowing how they are saddens me
Because I know they will never change
They would never want me to be truly happy
They would rather have me be at "home" miserable
This past weekend was rough,
Going to "home" to visit was hard
I couldn't even do homework without being criticized by her
So I didn't finish it because I couldn't concentrate
I had to spend time with family and take no time for myself
When I got a moment alone, I was guilted for not spending time with my siblings
I couldn't even call my boyfriend during the day,
All because they would guilt me or call him controlling
And the fact we call every day is weird to them
It's as if they have never been in a healthy, loving relationship
The thing that saddens me the most,
Is that I'm doing it for my grandparents
Because I love and care for them
And want to spend as much time as I can with them
Before they are gone
YOU ARE READING
Thoughts Turning to Ink on Paper
PoetryThis is the second book in my poem collections. It is a continuation of "Poems From My Mind".