There are things you’ll never know
There are words I’ll never say
I can’t find a voice for how much you’ve hurt me
Maybe because I don’t want to hurt you
Isn’t that strange?
Sometimes I think I could lose you entirely
Sometimes I think I would be better off
I certainly did so much without you
And yet I feel as though I owe you something
Isn’t that strange?
You say you want a friendship
But I didn’t come into your life already made
You raised me and shaped me and made me who I am
But now you berate me for not being what you expected
Isn’t that strange?
A parent asking for admiration
I think that’s strange
A parent with no desire to protect
I think that’s strange
You can’t have what you didn’t earn.