Comfort in the dark
"Are you hanging out with your boyfriend every night when you're not home at 10? Am I going to have to track you down?"
Mother I am not your pet. It doesn't matter how much you want it, I'll never be your perfect daughter.
The walls feel like they're closing in and my time is surely running out.
I need to get out but I feel hopeless. Because I need someone to take me in, and I feel like I'm losing a little girl who means so much more than she knows.
I don't want to be like this, I want to leave this place so badly.
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