I wonder why i bother talking to you I wonder why i constantly strive to make you happy For every truth I tell, for every year I grow older You just push me back down Every inch of happiness that I gain, you strip it away with only a word Why don't you just let me f*cking have my life? why don't you just live your own? Why don't you leave me the f*ck alone, why don't you just get out of my life the answers to theses questions will never come, just like i will never be who you want guess i will just have to sit back and reel in my unhappiness. Cry myself to sleep wondering if I will ever get out from underneath your grasp wondering when the hell its my turn to smile wondering if my tears will dry up i have failed you, guess that's not news to you is it. i have tried hard to just beg you to love me for me never once will youjust let me f*cking do what I want how old do i have to be for you to let go, let go of me let go of my life and give it to me? when do i get to be me? should i just stop telling you everything, well most things should i just start to lie and sneak around sometimes i feel thats the only thing i can do in order to live my life pretty sad when i feel this bad about something raveging my spirit with every word you whisper every time my ears twinge, i swear its you cursing my name damning me for not being the person you want ashamed because i do things that i want to do pissed because you never understand me, but then again i will never understand you...
Reason for writing:
this is what my mother makes me feel like...21 yr old about to graduate from college in a few months and my mom treats me like I am 12...i don't get it.
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