Mother.....?

Hello stranger
Do you even know me?
Well, I don't know you.

Every time you see me,
you can't say anything else,
but ask me to worry about papers that won't mean a damned thing in the real world

Everytime i want to tell you something
you have nothing to say.
all you do is nod severely and tell me to worry about my future.

I'm not worried about the damned future.
I want to live in the present.
I am happy with the past.

You tell me not to cry,
yet tell me to feel shame,
if I feel shame then I cry, so make up your mind.

I have no fallback plans.
I don't want to think that I WILL fall back.
you think I need one, do you have so little confidence in me?

I am a stranger to you,
just as you are to me,
and who am I but I am the child borne of your womb

I have stopped listening to you
because you always say the same damned thing
I am not a damned robot!

I have dreams
feelings,
life in my veins!

Can't you see them?
Have you ever really looked into my eyes?
my burning eyes that say everything, all about who i am!

If you think I can't go on like this,
 tell me why
stop being so hard-headed.

Nigh SEVENTEEN YEARS OF LISTENING!
I have got tired! You don't even trust me when I answer truthfully!
you have fallen into the tomorrow trap!

Life is NOW
worrying about tomorrow is a trap that'll makes us regret!
I am going to seize this opportunity to grow and bloom the best I can!

I want to be the best flower in the entire damned field!
I want to reach the sky and touch the cold stars with my fingers!
I want to see how far I can go!

I WANT TO BE ME!

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