When you‘d yell, I needed to stay silent,
But you were angry because I was too quiet.
But you thaught that speaking up was talking back
and people with problems are always the maniac.

When I am happy you tell me I am too wild,
but I could‘ve been like that, I was a child.
All I do is try to make you happy,
but still you don’t fucking love me.

It’s like a game I can only loose
and also didn’t choose.
I am a teenager, but I am not clueless.
If you really love me, why would you do this?

Killing parts of me just to fit you,
Do you really think I am an issue?
Pointing out all my flaws doesn’t help,
but right, I get send to my room when I yelp.

You want me to listen to you
but you don’t want to hear my words, it’s true.
I feel like everytime I sit on our couch,
you just want to fight and make grouch.

You always lecture me there
and it feels like you never care.
You always pretend like nothing happened
and of course it doesn’t matter that you made me feel damped.

You just don’t take me seriously,
but I don’t know it differently.
You just do it over and over again
and it hurts like a stab with my pen.

Just show a little bit empathy
because right now you are my worst enemy.
And please give me a bit privacy,
don’t worry, it’s accepted from society.

Stop overstepping my boundaries,
cause it’s deep anchored in my memories.
I am afraid of you,
but stop I‘ll shut my mouth down with glue.

To you it’s a joke that I have must missed,
but maybe all this is something you can’t resist.
It’s your first time on earth too, so it’s okay,
but maybe you can apologise someday.

You don’t know how to love me and that’s okay,
but then please just let me go away.
I am sorry I am not the daughter you had in mind,
but don’t you dare say you treated me kind.

© lisann