I thought. But what I think It isn't always right.
I'm mad at you And I step up For the first time.
I despised you For years. Always hiding My tears.
I got hurt and beyond that I didn't think I got the right To be mad.
It was unfair but to me it seemed You were the only victim.
So I held myself back. I thought I supposed to. I used to be sad, Then turned to be mad. And after all that Hate captured my head.
I hated that you Made me think about you Only.
I hated that I wasn't strong enough To fight for my peace.
I didn't know how to protect myself You were my role model And I had to obey.
I couldn't separate my head From your **** way To use me, f* it, Tell me what to do.
I used to comfort you, No matter what. And you expected me To be enough.
You told me I was special, And what not. And I was fearing I could disappoint you.
You know, in fact, I was just normal. But you made me ignore my boundaries For you. You made me think, There wasn't a thing That I couldn't do.
So every time I failed, I hated myself Instead of you.
I tried to live up to your expectations, Were you ever aware that this was way too much??
I was a child, ******, Will you understand? It still hurts me and I feel guilty, But I am mad. I'm very mad at you.
And you know what? I do have the right to!
I do see that you had your struggles, too. But that won't change the fact That you treated me in a way that was bad
... for my self worth, my belief, For my ability to stand up for myself, For my needs, and to make my own choices, Instead of positive things, I still hear your demanding **** voices.
In my head. And it rings. And for the first time I say. I AM MAD. And you cannot change a thing about that.