You've hurt me..
In more ways then I can even count with both hands.
You've damaged me in aways that no other person has done or will be able to do.
It's in the slick things that you would say to me like,
"You're looking a little hefty today, maybe you shouldn't eat that"
Or
"You're never going to be good enough for him. He's going to end up leaving you one day"
Or my new personal favorite
"You're the devils child."
You're suppose to be my mother.
The one person I can come to no matter what
The one I can confide in
The one that takes the weight of life off my shoulders with your words of wisdom and undying support
But you're non of those things to me.
You're a monster
A dream crusher
A heartbreaker
Someone I never want to be.
All I wanted was your love and approval
To be that daughter you hoped and prayed for
But I guess I'll never get that
And I guess you'll never get that "perfect" daughter out of me either..
I'm so sorry I'm such a disappointment to you, mom.
I really am..
YOU ARE READING
The Diary of Her
Poetry"I let her go because I knew she could do better. And now she's gone. I wonder if I should've just been better."
