With or Without

I tried to explain that I need time to figure things out, but you just wouldn't listen. You kept insisting on pruning my spirit, confining me to your tiny cage.

You think you know what's best for me, but you don't see the person I am. What about my happiness? I'm not your puppet. I want to be free to make my own choices. But you always try to mold me into what you want me to be. It's suffocating. I'm so frustrated.

You speak of tradition and family honor, as if those empty words can justify your iron grip. But honor is earned, not inherited.

I just want you to understand that I'm not trying to defy you or cause trouble. I just want to live on my own terms. I want you to love me no matter what. But it seems like that's too much to ask.

You claim to love me. Well, I recall the day you tossed me aside like I was nothing. I never thought it would come to this. The man who was supposed to believe in me has turned his back. You see me as a pawn in your grand scheme. I just don't understand. I've always looked up to you, and I thought you'd be proud of me.

You expect me to blindly follow your blueprint, but I refuse. I want to grow. I want to live a life that's truly mine. Why can't you understand that? Why can't you simply love and support me, no matter what choices I make? 

I'm so tired of feeling like I'm not good enough. I'm tired of feeling like I'm always disappointing you. I just want to be loved and accepted for who I am.

You abandoned me once, and I won't let you do it again. I'll carve my own way, with or without your blessing. You cannot extinguish my spark, nor can you chain my spirit to your outdated notions. And one day, perhaps, you'll see the strength and courage you've tried to stifle.

I just want to live my own life. Is that so wrong?

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