If I painted all my feelings
like I've wished to
The amount of canvas dripping blood
from my exploding heart would be staggering

You can do Anything
Dream Big
Go for the gold
Dance in the Rain
Who told me these things?
Not you

Good grades were all you seemed to expect and a clean room
and a modest closet
a quiet spirit
Did you never envision greatness for your children?

If everyone looks at me at the party
if everyone laughs at my jokes
Be proud, Mama

Mommy must have thought Dad would love her less if she got fat
(I laugh at such an obvious lie)
She was sad her daughters were chubby
(One got anorexia, but I didn't change)
She told me my knees were ugly
I shouldn't wear such short skirts
fat legs weren't pretty
What?! 17 mag didn't say that!
But the lie hurt and tore my confidence
A crop top with a round belly isn't ugly either,
Ok?
No, I'm not OK
What do clothes have to do with freedom?
I dress for attention sometimes
But it's not ******
Is it alright to dress for attention?
We all want to look nice and get a complement
This Is My Freedom
It's Worth The Fight

You had never seen a babe more beautiful than I
Your first
the little round head covered in curls
blessed your eyes with wonder
But your loving heart was weak
and cracked
As a mother's roses bloomed
Your demons picked up prunes
to cut them back
for love was a currency you lacked
First child
First daughter
An experiment in parenting
It's always hard to be the First
but I never doubted Papa's love
His heart was always strong enough
and helped build up the walls that you destroyed

Every word You speak is Love
paint my lips so I might leave
a golden print like You