Worries of a Lost Soul

I'm Sorry

(This is not really a poem but I really had to get this off my chest.)
Look I get that you're doing this out of a place of love but no matter the motives it still hurts
it still hurts want to call me ungrateful
it still hurts when you call me a selfish failure
it still hurts when you tell me I am never going to reach my full potential if I keep going like this
but this is my hardest
I don't think I can go any faster than this without breaking
I'm sorry I cant be the perfect daughter you want
I'm sorry I'm not what you expected
I'm sorry I'm not the little angel you see when you look at me
for most I am really sorry for being who I am right now
you're trying to hold me back
you're trying to keep me close
I feel like a dog who is on a leash
he finally thought that the owner let go of the leash but he's still holding onto it
it's tugs on his neck most of the time
it's still bothering him and itching him
But he can't do anything about it because he's so grateful for the owner
because he doesn't want to hurt his owner
doesn't want to make him fall so he's quiet and accepts the fact that he might never get off that leash