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Wednesday, November 2, 2011

Dear Mother

How do you expect me to tell you things if you never understand
Most of the time you don't even try to
It makes me not trust you
Trust you with the secrets I hold inside me that threaten the way I live life everyday
You don't ever seem to grasp the things I say
And sometimes it feels like you try
But sometimes it feels like you just don't care what I have to say
It feels like I'm talking to an interrogator who is just trying to pin things on me
Sometimes it feels like you don't think I have grown up enough to take care of myself
I am seventeen years old but I've been through more than some adults have in their life
I know I'm still young and inexperienced and sometimes I DO need your help, your input.
Though I need to feel like I can talk to you, when in reality I fear you
I have lost so many people in my life and I don't know why
I don't want to lose you mom, and I feel like if you don't accept me that I'll lose you
But I wouldn't be able to stand that because you and Jacob are all I have
I can talk to Jacob, why can't I talk to you?
Why can't you be calm and rational?
I'm a good kid, I want to tell you everything but sometimes I'm just scared
Scared that you'll leave and take my little brother and I won't have anyone.
It may be irrational but it doesn't mean I won't fear it
All I want is your acceptance mom
But I can never do things right...
And I feel like a complete failure