Every time, you criticize me.
Every time, you put me down.
Every time, you make sure I know.
Every time, you pull me back.
All I want is to spread my wings. To smell the air. To know I'm worth more than an ego booster. I followed you orders. I let you control almost every aspect of my life. I choose my friends according to your taste. I let people I loved with all of my heart go, and what is my reward? You tell I'm worth nothing. You tell me I'll never be good enough. You criticize me in every way then turn around a lie to my face with no hint of remorse. And yet you tell me to be free. I'm like an angel in a cage. I long to be free and spread my wings. To be free. To be happy, but it's clear that's the last thing you want from me. Is to see a smile on my face and a twinkle in my eye.