Don't say your parents don't love you.
I wish my parents loved me.
They're not liars, at least not in that sense,
But I fear that they love the concept of their daughter more.

Don't paint them to be loveless monsters.
They're not, I know they're not.
Thats what makes it hurt more.
The fact that they hold so much love
That I am simply unworthy of.

Don't you love them?
I do,
But aren't I allowed to love myself more?

Moonlight shone through the windows
and onto the floor in long,
bright
blue
rectangles.
The shadows from the leaves in the trees swayed back and forth like they were
dancing with the cold
November
night
wind.
The moon was their spotlight, my front yard was their stage
and they danced
with
no
music.
The trees savoured every moment with the wind, for they were each other’s lives,
and could not dance
without
the
other.
The trees cried when the wind was not there, and the wind came to wipe its tears,
and then
they
danced
again.

She can sleep in my bed
He can rest on my head
She can answer my ‘whys’
He can ask me for tries
She can comfort my sadness
He can translate my madness

But it’s not that easy
Love lies when it listens
Love cries and love dies
Love hides its decisions
Love’s unwise and love flies

She can light up my heart
He can shine in the dark
She can heal my disease
He can warm up my breeze
She can shield me from rain
He can help me with pain

But it’s not that easy
Love leaves after staying
Love does freeze and love sees
Love believes when it’s praying
Love deceives and love thieves

Butting heads, locking horns
the difficult child of three
if any one was causing grief
It was always going to be me,
a stubborn chip
from a stubborn old block
never at ease we two
so I left and made a life for myself
far from the one you knew,
you pushed too hard
to tie me down
I went and you felt betrayed
you never saw my need to go
I could never see why you stayed

When you’re alone,
Or with others,
Enjoy the poems
Between these covers.

Poems of love and hope,
Praise and pride,
The times we laughed,
The times we cried.

Through the years,
From birth till now,
We grew in number,
And thrived somehow.

Your natural talents
And acquired skills,
Fill my pages
With timely thrills.

You weren’t entitled,
You didn’t squander,
You earned the prizes
For your endeavours.

Read now how it came together.

I will never understand why you treated me this way.
I've always been a good girl
But it was never enough for you two.

All I wanted was some support.
Never got that eventually.
Did I really ask for that much?
Why the hell couldn't you just be my parents?

I didn't want you to be perfect.
Just so you'd be there for me.

I've waited for you to show some interest about the real me,
not the fake version that you'd created in your minds.

I was pathetic and too emotional.
My dreams were too big.
Hopes were too high.

Maybe you're emotionless.
Maybe I'm not the damaged one.
But we'll never know,
now that we don't talk anymore.

Now you are strangers to me.
I just want some peace.

If you can't love me just don't bother me anymore, please.