Painful Memories

Disappointment………
Is that all they see when they look at me?
Is that what I represent to them, to her?
Am I just one big disappointment?

Rebellion………
I'm a bit rude, but who isn't?
I talk back, but a lot of kids do.
I sometimes ignore them,
But does that make me a bad person?

I'm hurt………
I feel like crying but I won't
I look and reflect and try to figure out why
Why can't I be good enough for them?

Pictures………
That's what they throw at me
Images of my childhood
When I was 'pure' and 'innocent'
They say that they want their little girl back
The one who could do no wrong.

Invisibility………
That's what I want
I want to disappear,
To vanish from this existence
With them out of my life
Without all the pain they make me feel

Wings………
I pray for them in earnest
A way to get out, a median for escape
To take me away from this heartache
To give me a sense of peace

Freedom………
One day I will walk away,
I will never look back,
I will have my day in the sun
And I will be free.