A Child's Eyes

With a child's eyes,
I look at you.
I want your love,
And acceptance, too.

You never seem
To give to me
The things I need;
A guarantee.

Support, I lack
From childhood past,
Follows me through
To existing lambaste

You toss aside
The things I hold dear,
To run through me
Like a splintering spear.

The shards of pain
Are all that you give.
They're deep in my heart;
A festering sieve.

I continue to try;
What do you want me to be?
I beg for your love,
For approval of Me.

From a woman's face,
With a child's eyes,
I still crave your tolerance
from a childhood deprived.