If only...

Shout

You shout at me everyday, and whilst im near you,

I hold it in just so I can be the stong one.

But it doesn't work,

I still have that look in my eyes,

The look of shear pain of you words.

Telling me that I need to change,

Everyone says that not just my mother,

Shes not proud of me,

If she was she wouldn't shout