Despair,
Found in the face,
Of this mistrust,
It’s above all else.
I see it in her eyes,
They control my life,
For it to disguise,
Stab me with a knife,
I don’t want to talk to you,
You don’t trust me,
I don’t want to speak the truth,
I don’t want you to see.
All you do is look into my life,
Cause you’re the parent,
Not excepting my strife,
Your loves not apparent.
Just be happy for me,
That’s all I ask,
I don’t want the questions,
For their naught but a task.
Smile and nod,
In me put your trust,
For this path I do tread,
My own from the past,
Mine life is beset,
On all sides by you,
I just want my rest,
My space,
My peace,
And your acceptance.















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..dammit my sis is kiking me of the computer now
ill add u too friends
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~sadomasochist~
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