I trusted you. I really did.
Back then, I was just a kid.
Two years of agony have burned in my soul.
I’m sorry, now why won’t you let me achieve my goal?
You took the freedom from my innocent, wounded hands
Watched my happiness disappear like the infinite grains of sands
Like I’m in a prison, security everywhere
Clutching my fragile heart, with every wound and fear
And you can blame it all on me
But now I won’t even tell you who I want to be
Now I’ve matured, and finally moved on
Why won’t that strictness of you carry on?
Why can’t you be the person I thought you were?
Why can’t you treat me just like her?
Why must I be the person you lash out on?
Why won’t you miss me when I’m gone?
It’s because you took everything, even my personality
Now, I’m a nobody. Just me and your brutality.
this is my 15th poem, written on 6/10/23