You don't know me
Half as well as you think
All of these stupid accusations
Are driving me closer to the brink.
I'm not that picture-perfect daughter,
The one you wanted me to be
I'm into rock, and I like tattoos,
I'm a lesbian, but at least I'm still me.
I'm not that straight-A student
That you tried to create
Its your own fault that I'm so fucked up
Its your doing that I've become someone you hate.
I'm not that beautiful, skinny girl you wanted
I'm not even average; I'm gross
Maybe all of the jabs at being "fat" you made
Is what helped to shape me the most.
Because of you constantly putting me down,
I'm constantly paranoid and insecure
its your fault that I'm beyond my years
Sometimes let me be a little immature.
Its your fault that Dad wants to leave
I'll never forgive you for that
And to throw your own words to you
I'll say "keep on twisting the knife in my back"
I hate you,
I can't stand your overbearing presence
I can't believe I lasted this long
In this stupid mundane residence.
At least Dad is smart
And he got out what he could
And trust me, I'll go with him, too
Just like I should.
You were never on my side
Don't pretend you know who I am
I know now your true colors
And I know now that you don't give a damn.
I have two feet of my own
I know how to walk forward
And right now I have a destination
Because there's a girl in Cali that I'm running toward.
I won't fall for your tricks twice
I won't make the mistake of giving in
Because I have pride
And to me, its one of the sweetest sins.
So I'll stick around a while
Just to let it sink in to your mind
Then I'll be gone someday, and you will cry
Because I didn't leave anything behind.
You can't change who I am
Because I won't change for you
I can thank you for kicking me down
Because I grew wings, and away I flew.
Out of your hands now,
Out of your heart
I knew one day it would come down to this
I knew it from the start.
Author notes
Just as the poem says.
