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You wanted me to be tiny like you The compliments you gave out in the beginning Dried up and soon nothing I did was enough for you I went out of my way to help you the first time After that, you took my help for granted, made me do it over and over again You acted helpless to guilt me, and the truth is you didn’t want to help yourself When I tried to stop, you left a hurtful letter, out in the open, very well visible, on the kitchen table Yes, I know you lied about the fact that you wrote the letter for your eyes only Yes, I know you wrote the letter to hurt me and manipulate me That’s when I should have left you, but I was too nice, I was too naive I did most of the cooking, and you did most of complaining about the food You started to control the way I dress, you wanted me to dress the way that was acceptable to you You also didn’t want me to be with my friends You belittled the work I did to chase my dream If I work for my dream, I would grow, and you didn’t want that You needed me to be tiny, so you could control me I couldn’t let you manipulate me into being tiny like you I have a dream I can’t possibly achieve if I’m tiny like you I can’t let that happen That’s why you are not in my life
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Jul 1, 2020
Jul 1, 2020 at 9:46 PM UTC
Tiny
You wanted me to be tiny like you The compliments you gave out in the beginning Dried up and soon nothing I did was enough for you I went out of my way to help you the first time After that, you took my help for granted, made me do it over and over again You acted helpless to guilt me, and the truth is you didn’t want to help yourself When I tried to stop, you left a hurtful letter, out in the open, very well visible, on the kitchen table Yes, I know you lied about the fact that you wrote the letter for your eyes only Yes, I know you wrote the letter to hurt me and manipulate me That’s when I should have left you, but I was too nice, I was too naive I did most of the cooking, and you did most of complaining about the food You started to control the way I dress, you wanted me to dress the way that was acceptable to you You also didn’t want me to be with my friends You belittled the work I did to chase my dream If I work for my dream, I would grow, and you didn’t want that You needed me to be tiny, so you could control me I couldn’t let you manipulate me into being tiny like you I have a dream I can’t possibly achieve if I’m tiny like you I can’t let that happen That’s why you are not in my life
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22/F/Chicago
Jul 1, 2020
Jul 1, 2020 at 9:46 PM UTC
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