Those Damn Teenagers
18 and as lost as can be
I've grown up into an extremely independent version of myself
Always doing what I had to do, when I had to do it
Always the shoulder to cry on
Always the "You're going to be okay"
Always willing to run to your side
Always willing
Have I become a people pleaser?
Or have I just been the person I would hope others would be to me?
You see everything I do is to make my mom proud.
Then the moment I want to "be young" I am held bad
The moment I lash out suddenly I become dirt
How is it that so easily everything is forgotten?
How is it that suddenly I need to speak to a therapist because I have anger issues?
When did I lose the pride that she had in me?
When did my third place prosecution attorney in the county award walk out the door?
When did all of the good that I DO stand for turn into thin air?
Now, I'm sorry if I am being misunderstood
By all means I should not be allowed to run wild
But I do not believe that the true esance of who I am is captured by my own mother
I never wanted to be the kid that couldn't wait to get out of their parent's home
But now I definitely stand on the other side of the line
In her words, " You know how they are at this age"
I'm sure I am difficult
I'm damn sure I am not perfect,
But neither are you.
Patience is what I need, I don't want to be forced to walk alone for the rest of the road.