| "On My Own" This is a poem about my relationship with my parents and how it has impacted my life. The title comes from how I felt with them and feel now, and it also ties into the purpose of parenting being raising an independent child. |
| It always seemed like you talked to my friends more than you talked to me And when you came into the room your eyes looked like small mouths salivating with the prospect of criticism I thought I needed to stand on top of the podium for you to be proud I's never considered you were proud that I was standing on my own It's all affected me so much I say I don't need you but always come home I say I don't care but sometimes wonder if everything has been for you I felt left out of your relationship and now feel left out in my own Is our bond so strong that I need to pull away or am I really that closed off? |