Second Chance
I've done all I can
To show you this is my life.
I'm trying to talk to you,
We can't leave this at a strife.
I'm not the perfect daughter,
But speak to me, please.
I'm not meant to be trapped,
I'm meant to feel free.
How can you do this,
Choose a guy over your own daughter?
I can't picture you as my mom,
I only see you as my biological mother.
I'm not being disrespectful,
I'm being honest and truthful.
Isn't that how you raised me?
No, that was only to be fearful.
You don't understand how I feel,
What I think of myself.
Let me paint you a mental picture,
A prisoner in a cell.
I feel like a ball of yarn with no cat;
Worthless.
I feel like I'm under water, drowning;
Hopeless.
I feel like a shell with no snail;
I feel empty.
Tell me where to go,
Not who to be.
Something went wrong here,
Something's not right.
Maybe it was the change of season,
It threw us out of line.
Don't look at goodbye
As a "never again."
Look at it more
As a second chance.
Copyright © Skylar Rae Montgomery | Year Posted 2012
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