I try to be the person you want me to be.
I try so hard to make you see,
That I only want to make you proud,
And be the one to stand out in a crowd.
You want me to make my dreams come true.
The only one getting in the way is you.
You look at me with those condescending eyes,
And inside a little part of me dies.
I work so hard but it’s never enough.
You want me to be a diamond in the rough.
Someone who will travel far.
But another day is another scar.
Another reminder that my dreams are slipping away,
Getting farther day by day.
You say I can amount to much more.
That I need to prepare for what’s in store.
Meanwhile, I’m wasting my younger years,
And secretly crying silent tears.
Because all I want to do is enjoy my life,
But you force me into daily strife.
You remind me of who I fail to be.
Can’t you hear me begging please?
Begging for the chance to live?
I crave the happiness that you won’t give.
Instead you lock it up tight,
But I won’t go down without a fight.
I will be whoever I wish.
Because I know what I’m able to accomplish.
You say there’s nothing I can’t do.
Then why can’t I get any praise from you?
There’s always something I’m doing wrong.
I try and try to stay strong.
But you make me feel like another girl,
Who will amount to nothing in this world.
YOU ARE READING
A little piece of me
PoetrySome amateur poems and the occasional rant. Titles with *** at the end are my personal favorites