You're calling my name
it sounds like it always does
laced with anger and disrespect.

Asking for me to go here
there
Do this or do
that.

What will you do without me?
When I've gone to the real world,
When you don't have a choice but to
let me
grow up
leave
succeed

Others disagree with how I'm treated
a slave to tasks you don't need me to do
a child without a childhood
an adult without freedom

I will never be a true child
I am forced to be a fake adult

Leave me be
Can't I do something
anything
for myself without my name escaping your lips
for what?

A meaningless task that can be accomplished by your own hands.

What will you do when I am grown?
When the law does not bind me to this house
Where your guilt trips can't strangle me
Your guidance cannot confuses me?

Your tasks make me resentful

I do not want to feel this way
I do not want to hold these feeling
Harbor them in the sea of emotions I already have

What will you do when I can no longer be you little girl?
I cannot sit on your lap
You cannot get me out of trouble
I am rapidly entering adulthood

Is that what scares you?
My definite departure from your arms?
My impending leave of absence?

I will always be your daughter.
I will always be part of you.
You cannot hold on forever.
But I will always love you.

What will you do when I am no longer a young adult?
When I have a family of my own?

Will you always try to treat me like this?
Or will leaving be the antidote...

What will you do, when I am no longer yours to guide?

I know what I will do.