Hey there readers. Long time to talk. Apologies, life has been getting in the way of my writing for far too long. Feeling a little blue tonight, so this is what came of it. Hope you guys like it and maybe feel like you can relate to the feeling of being smothered by those who you love the most. Comment please, still my favorite thing is to read your encouragement. As always, enjoy.
-8tickles
It's one of those times Late at Night
When I get to thinking About all of my Plights
Oh how I've Fought, distraught, before taking Flight
Away, away. Out of my house, Out! (Never forgetting to turn off the Light)
Even though the verbal abuses may only seem Slight
they are enough to break a girl's soul; it shall now be half, not whole.
A girl who once, vocally, was 6 feet in Height
Is Silenced. And Try as she Might
She will now wonder forever if she is Actually Liked, and if
In choosing what she wants is really her Right
Not that of the One who she loves the most, yet robs her of Perpetual Happiness on the Daily.
Right is not Within Sight for the Blind Girl, Despite NOT Being Trite.
Her opinion is hers and hers only, yet she cannot speak it freely in the space of those who claim to love her the most dearly.
NO.
WRONG.
"DISAPPOINTED IN YOU".
"YOU DON'T DRINK, RIGHT?"
"YOU'RE NOT OLD ENOUGH FOR SEX."
"NOT GOOD ENOUGH."
"YOU DON'T TRY HARD."
Disappoint, disappoint again, disappoint better.
Is it me or is it them? Perpetual rejection, never good enough.
But Am I Good Enough?
Am I?
In their Eyes, and to their Delight,
I never am.
Who am I good enough for?