Ain't that right, Mom?

I can't believe how hard it is
just to talk to you. 

Some days I don't even want to
look at you.
But, it's so hard when you're sixteen.
You hear me?
I'm only sixteen Mom
and we can't even talk
this is me pouring out my heart
for you, Mom-
won't you listen
to what your own daughter
has to say?
Do you even care?
It hurts Mom,
it hurts so bad.
I can't take it anymore!
I'm not crazy, Mom.
Just unwell.
I need help-
I don't know where to go.
I need you, Mom.
I love you-
I need you to love me too.

Love me for who I am,
Not who you want me to be.
I can't follow in your footsteps.
I can't be you,
or what you wanted me to be-
I can only be me.

I'm writting it all down on paper
for you too see, Mom.
Most nights I cry myself to sleep
but you don't even hear me.
i'm screaming, Mom.
My hearts screaming.
I don't know what went wrong
or how to make it right.
Your expectations have abused me-
I strive to be perfect,
but I'll never be perfect.
I'll never be your precious
Oldest daughter.
I'll never be your wonderful
youngest son.
conceived a mistake-
once a mistake,
always a mistake-
Ain't that right. Mom?
A stain in permanent ink
left on a pure heart.
Well, it ain't so pure
no more-
from all the things I've done
to mask the pain.
From all the false love
I foolishly believed to feel better.
But, it was the wrong love, Mom.
I need your love,
your approval to be alright.

Love me for who I am, Mom.
Not who you want me to be.
I can't follow in your footsteps, Mom.
I can't be you,
or what you wanted me to be.
I can only be me.