your choking me, parents,
you wont let me breathe.
im trying to find my feet,
but i cant feel my legs.
//
you try to stop me seeing them,
but you cant always win.
im trying to be myself,
but youre taking that away.
//
why are you doing this to me?
im not going to survive.
i thought you loved me,
im supposed to be your child.
//
you say that you're helping me,
you've done anything but.
i'm going to make it on my own,
with no one's help but mine.
//
you never wanted as much as i do,
so you dont understand.
you come out with nothing,
but i want everything.
//
you never had the stress that i do,
so dont shout when i run out of time.
run out of time to be your slave,
and to do everything you want me to.
//
in reality i barely get enough sleep,
i can hardly function in the day.
yet i still manage to do all my work,
and still stay just about sane.
//
but it comes at a cost,
a cost of no life.
i know this is my fault,
for wanting such big things.
//
but dont ever tell me that its my fault,
when you get angry.
i didnt ask to be here,
i didnt want to be a choking child
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Poems
Poetryall of these poems were written by me in my best times and in my worst. i'll let you figure out which poem belongs in which time.