Monday, May 10, 2010

What do you want from me

You count my life as a failure, you pin your hopes on the lies I spill for you so you will be an inch happy for me
You have never be satisfied in the fact of what I am
You are not proud of me as you believe I should be better
You choose to mock me
You want to rub into the face of our family that Ive done Something, Anything worthy of a brag
You don't like where I am now
You want me to be somewhere else

But I am proud of me
I am proud that I am alive
I am proud that I am sane
I am proud that I don't live in the negative
I am proud that the scars on my body don't match the ones on my soul
I am proud that I am an adult in charge of my own life

I am proud that I am not like you
I am proud I am there for my son
I am proud I don't use my pain as an excuse to hurt my son
I am proud he has reached the age of three without being subjected to the sexual abuse I endured before his age

So you see, take your emptiness away from me
As I am who I am without your help
If you are waiting for me to be something your proud of , keep waiting
Because the only one I'm out to make proud is myself and those who are proud of me now for making it this far

No comments:

Post a Comment