Will I Ever Be Good Enough for You?
You.
The woman I know so well.
I'll never be good enough.
Never get high enough grades.
Never amount to anything.
Always be a disappointment.
Telling me I'm going to be a prostitute.
I suffer knowing what you think of me.
Making light of my illness.
Not caring and passing over it.
All until my arms started showing the emotions I locked in myself.
Ripping through my things like I was some kind of criminal.
Reading my journals aloud to me from across the table.
Threatening to send me away forever.
I used to love you mommy.
I'm not sure if I still do.
The woman I know so well.
I'll never be good enough.
Never get high enough grades.
Never amount to anything.
Always be a disappointment.
Telling me I'm going to be a prostitute.
I suffer knowing what you think of me.
Making light of my illness.
Not caring and passing over it.
All until my arms started showing the emotions I locked in myself.
Ripping through my things like I was some kind of criminal.
Reading my journals aloud to me from across the table.
Threatening to send me away forever.
I used to love you mommy.
I'm not sure if I still do.