No mom, I don't want to do what you think I should do first. This is my life and my dreams. Stop dumping water on my fire. Let me shine, let me be the fire everyone is scared of. I want to live my life for me, not for you. In the end, it's my decision on my career, but your support meant the world to me. Why's it that now that I'm taking a step towards my dream, you want me to change it? You should be happy, God dammit. You always said that you would support my decisions, where is that support now? Where did I screw up? Why did you take the support I needed away? Why can't you be happy for me? I'm crying to you and begging you to stop hampering my dreams. I want to be me, but how can I when you won't let me? I'm struggling with my identity as it is. Why would you add to the pressure? I don't want to disappoint you, and you say I never can. But what it, just if, I do follow my dreams? What if I do fail? Will you even care? I love you mom, I really do. I just want you to see what you do and say hurts me. Your killing my passion. Stop it. Let me be myself and let me be happy. For just this one time
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Dear Someone
PoetryJust some thoughts of a lost girl. Just gonna put this out there but my very first poem is very dark and very scary. I, in no way, shape or form encourage anorexia and self harming. A lot of my poems come from the bad times I've been going through...
