I am not gifted
I am a gift
to you
I am your child
And I always knew it was your job
To keep me healthy
Maybe that's why
I cried so much
and cry so much
to this day
I did not ask to be born
I did not ask to be perfect
But you asked that of me
How the **** can a Mother
Joke of locking their child in a closet
To starve them for their weight
Gifted child
Gifted child
I wish you saw me as a gift
Instead of gifted
Instead of expecting the most
While creating the least
Out of me
I thought my first heartbreak
Would be from a friend
Perhaps a partner
But I soon realized
It was a process
That had already started
There was no specific day I realized
That I couldn't feel your love
And only now
At 21 do I realize
How badly I wanted to my whole life
You gave birth to someone with many weaknesses
Similar to the ones within yourself
But you can't stand seeing them
In anyone
I don't know if I've forgiven you
But I don't think I hate you
I just wish that the seed we planted
Grew
I was young, incapable
I didn't know how to take care of it
But neither did you
And by the time we found out
The seed was rotten.
Sorry if this is spaced weird or hard to read. I like the way that I space my writing, and this is a very personal piece, but I understand if you don't like it because of that. Please don't be too mean about it (: I'm not looking for criticism on this one unless you see a typo or something.