I'll keep telling myself it is almost over.
All the things I used to say
All the things that got in the way
All the things that I used to know
Have gone out the window
People wonder why I refuse to visit on the weekends, and why I always dreaded holidays. Its suffocating here, and I feel like I'm treated like a child.
I'm an adult. If I can be put in an orange jumpsuit and the lawyer calls me about everything, then I can handle coming home at 11 PM from the school she refuses to let me stay the weekends at, and then go out with my friends who aren't drinking and just want to hang out until I wish.
I mean, honestly.
I'm begging you, don't destroy what we have left---Don't destroy what's left of this thing called a mother-daughter relationship.
I don't want to be a prisoner of the state, let alone one in a place I am supposed to be able to call a home.
All the things that got in the way
All the things that I used to know
Have gone out the window
People wonder why I refuse to visit on the weekends, and why I always dreaded holidays. Its suffocating here, and I feel like I'm treated like a child.
I'm an adult. If I can be put in an orange jumpsuit and the lawyer calls me about everything, then I can handle coming home at 11 PM from the school she refuses to let me stay the weekends at, and then go out with my friends who aren't drinking and just want to hang out until I wish.
I mean, honestly.
I'm begging you, don't destroy what we have left---Don't destroy what's left of this thing called a mother-daughter relationship.
I don't want to be a prisoner of the state, let alone one in a place I am supposed to be able to call a home.