Cant You See

There's a part of me,
Hidden deep within.
A little girl
underneath my skin
I grew up too fast
I cant handle the pain
Ill get my rage out somehow,
Ill dance in the rain.

Nobody can see my tears now,
Mom aren't you proud.
Your little girl grew up,
but still isn't around.
She's hidden now.
Cant you see.
Your little girl,
turned into me.

Mom whats wrong?
This is what you wanted.
You didn't know your daughter's heart would be rotten?
You taught me these ways
To be a fake
You'd always put on my makeup
before i'd ever wake.
My makeup is smeared,
my face full of tears,
and All I have is a body full of scars.

But mom this is what you wanted.
You didn't want a kid.
you wanted someone to be proud of.
Be proud of yourself,
blame yourself for how I turned out.
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I know ill get hate for this poem but it is true. Comment please.