Inner Workings.
What
do you do when everything that you do makes your own mother dislike you?
How do
you deal when how you act and re-act to the world, angers someone who is meant
to love you unconditionally?
Why
does it feel like it is your fault that she doesn’t understand the inner
workings of you mind and heart?
Can someone
tell me what’s so wrong with how I am? With who I am?
And
why is it only her that can see it?
It’s
been twenty-six (and a bit) years and I don’t have the answers to any of these
questions.
I’m
not who she wants me to be. I’m not someone she likes. Or respects. Or wants
around.
And it
hurts.
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