Would you listen to me?
We could fix things and make them the way they should be.
We could be like other families and have that relationship that everyone else around me has.
We could finally see eye to eye with everything.
Stop being stuck up and get your head out of the clouds.
REALITY CHECK!
Things aren’t the way they used to be.
So why can’t you see I’m not your little angel anymore.
I’m not a little girl. I need to be free.
Why? Why can’t you see?
I need space.
LET ME BE!
I wish I could tell you everything I keep bottled up within me
But how?
How can I express the way I feel when you won’t let me?
You blow me off every time I try and let you in.
It’s like you want my wall up and keep everything in until it explodes.
Then it’s my fault. I wish you would stop caring about your needs and start thinking about mine.
If you’d open your eyes you’d see, I’m the only one left and soon I’ll be gone too.
About the Creator
Janice Page
I am a wife to a wonderful husband and a mom of 3 learning how to cope with bipolar. Writing is one way I cope. I am just starting out writing publicly. I usually write for myself.
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