Don't You Understand?

I know you well.
I know what you think.
But you don't understand
what's inside of me.
To you I am the first
born to the world.
To you I am nothing but
young troubled girl.
You were there for the
first couple of years.
You helped me overcome
my *little girl* fears.
But where are you now?
When I need you the most??
Where are you now...when there
are bigger fears then white ghosts?
I'm an independent teenager, with
larger problems then before.
Did you think about that before you
walked out the door?? Did you
think about your daughter...left
in the world alone? Did you worry
about me when you were gone?
You blame me for the way I've become.
I look at myself, and see nothing wrong.
*She's a good seed, gone bad* is what you say.
But where were you when I had those bad days??
I say what I feel because that's what I do..
You think that, that's wrong but what about you?
Look at yourself and remember every fumble.
And then look at me and catch me as I stumble.
Don't shake your head in disgrace when I do
something wrong...give me a chance...I'll get up
before long. I am but a teenager...watching those who
surround me. I learn from mistakes...and have faith in me.
I will grow with independence and love me for who I am..
I am what I am...don't you understand??