Why do you do this?
I’ve looked up to you,
You were my role model,
Standing so sturdy and daring.
You were like the person I wanted to be
But now you’re bulling me because of my decision.
Support me if I’m wrong,
You tell me you’re disappointed.
Deciding what I want to do,
You told me that my life is ruin.
A simple promise to support my decision,
Then turned around saying I wasted money.
I’ve learned from you I can hate myself even more,
My mentality has slipped farther than worry.
Do you know how much that hurts?
You apologized, “I’m sorry, I’m just tired.”
And as these raging thoughts go on.
Sad, heavy and lost,
I want to feel secure without your criticism.