To Mom

You don’t understand

And you never will,

Because you’re not me.

I hate you for trying

To say who I am

And what I feel.

For saying the thoughts

And feelings you don’t have

Are unimportant.

You tried so hard

To bend me

And make me you.

But I don’t want to be you,

I can’t be you.

I am me,

And will always remain me.