darkcornerinthecloset

You say my behavior is horrible
My social skills are deplorable
Curse me out for being who I am

You live in a shallow world
Full of shallow people
with many masks to wear

When I don't talk I have nothing to say
Why are you against keeping it that way?
You curse me out for being who I am

You live in a world of pretty people
When somewhere in them is the groaning mass
of who they are in truth

You say I act different when I'm around you
That's because you and me are through
I don't want to be your daughter anymore

Disown me, why don't you?
No, wait, but what would people say?
Gossip and talk is a trivial thing

You want me to be a perfect daughter
a poster child for your maternal slaughter
Where I go you cannot follow

Who I am is someone you don't know
Where I go at night is somewhere you cannot follow
Into my dreams, or something more?

You curse me out for being who I am
But I cannot live in your lifelong sham
I'll escape the moment I turn eighteen

Let me free from this genetic
hold you keep on my life
Let me learn from my own mistakes

A sheltered child goes nowhere in this
cold, dark world
of empty people

You have the nerve to say I, I am two-faced
And that the faces are not pretty
At least they are real and not wrought of Botox and Plastic Surgery

I don't love you
In fact, I don't even LIKE you
In fact, I can barely STAND you

But this is just who I am
Deal with it
You're the one who made me