Who Do You Think You Are Mom?

Mom why are you acting this way?

What having i done to loose your trust?
You seem to feel like intruding is a must.

You want to know every detail of my life.

Who i talk to and who i call.

God you mention achol.

Mom you've seen my friends.

And how many parties have i been to?

None, and you know its true.

You treat me like a stoner.

Do you expected me to be?

I feel like the only reason you want me to look you in the eyes, is to see if I'm high.

I don't go any wheres, but to school.

You seem to think reading the Bible is UN-cool.

Who do you think you are?

You ask me where i got my shirt.

I shop with my sister.

What do i have to prove to you?

Man I'm so horrible to you, i know.

You wonder why i lock myself in my room.

You checked my arms for needle marks!

Don't be surprised if i shut you out.

Maybe I'll turn into this person you want me to be.

Seems only fair...wouldn't want to let you down.

*trying to be a better writer, please commit*