Mom,
You tell me all the time,
That I need a revolutionize,
You always locked me in that cage,
You know the one,
Yes my room.
I know that you knew,
That I had a rigid life,
But I did not keep in mind,
Why did you not tell me?
I wanted to be,
Be the child that you wanted your whole life,
I doubt it that I was ever able to show that,

Dad,
I know that I always drove you crazy,
I know that you always told me “don’t say sorry”
You told me that it could not change any thing,
You told me that you change things with your actions
Though I tried to be a daddies little girl.

little do people know
that sooner or later... we give up
there are times when we cant
we don't want to
the moment when you walk away
because you don't know what to do.

life is something we go through
some are sent to give hope
there are some who will hurt
but they are the ones who make you ...you
and no one can take that away

these are things I have learned
but after the bad there was always good
the bad never stayed

I can thank a greater light for that.