I'm the Product of Two A******s

You try to control me.

You say I'm deserving

of your cold demeanor.

Unacknowledged, you scold me.

I think back on those years,

All the pain and frustration.

Our fragmented home

That sheer desperation

to please you.

Be near you,

Acting out and defying

was the manifestation

of my pain trying

to figure out my emotions,

and why you weren't there.

My mouth shut for over a decade,

And now you act like I'm being unfair.

Now that I am older,

I'm not loved for who I am.

I easily get ignored

for my opinions you can't stand, 

reprimand

me, do it.

Like it can hurt anymore than this.

Invalidate me.

Berate me.

Is that ignorance really bliss?

I refuse to conform to the ways deemed acceptable,

  for you and society?

Be a fake that's presentable?

You know,

in my mind,

If I'm real

that's respectable.

I wanna live my life true

Instead of hate me.

That's regrettable.

Reviews

[P.S.]

I like this poem, mostly for its content. Too many parents judging and trying to control their children when they should just be loving them through the decisions they make; especially when they are adult age.