I Don'T

I don’t want to talk about mum About the bonds that tie us together Like two leaden weights I don’t want to hear About how I should be More this and that About how I keep breaking the mould On which you consistently reapply I don’t want to listen To how your problems are mine About how I’m not good enough About how I upset you About how I’m not like you About how I let you down About how worried you are for me About how you don’t see me for days, weeks I don’t want to know About your emotional strings Sticky you throw at me I don’t want to feel Less than I am At your expense I don’t want to reapply my make up Brush my hair Wear the coat I hate And that does not fit I don’t want an analysis Or to be told that you know best I don’t want a hug Laden with treaties and hidden agendas I don’t want an empty promise I don’t want it What your offering