Never have I remembered,
Happiness,
Real Happiness,
Under your overwhelming authority,
The seeds of Joy,
Have failed me,
Left me cold and hopeless,

You over-power loving memories,
With sharp, hateful remarks,
I doubt your passion,
I doubt your sympathetic words,
Rare as they are,

I look up to you,
As every other child looks up to their parents,
But I do not see pride or love,
In your eyes,
I see bitterness,
Seeping through the kind gaze,

When others look to you,
They may be blind,
But I have seen the ice,
Beyond the friendly charade,

It will never leave my mind,
This heart-wrenching memory