Perfect

Dearest mother,
How are you today?
Hows life? Hows work?
Everythings coming as it may?

Look at me now mom,
See how much I changed?
Not so perfect am I?
Not quite within your range?

Not that proud are you?
Honestly, I dont care.
Because you cant always pretend,
Im not there.

Im not going to say I hate you,
For not lending me a hand.
Because Im still here mom.
Right here where I stand.

Im not going to say I love you either mom,
You were never there.
You always made me felt like,
I was too much to bear.

I always had to fight to get your respect,
Is that fair?
Is it really that hard?
To show a child you care?

Okay, yeah. So I screwed up sometimes,
Big deal.
Oh, But it was a big deal to you mom,
How do you think that made me feel?

So I was struggling in class a little.
No need to yell.
But no, you were embarrassed
So you had to tell.

Tell everyone! Anyone!
How big of a screw up your kid was, right?
You just had to let that one little detail out,
So you could win at your own fight!

I dont see what I can do anymore
To make you love me,
Is that really what I am? Just your screw up?
Looks like that is what Ill always be.

I dont care anymore,
Im threw.
Trying to do the stuff,
You so desperately want me too.

Those things arent me mom.
I cant always make you proud.
Im not perfect mom.
No need to get loud.

So I dress the way I do,
No harm done.
So I listen to the music I love,
So I like to live a little, have some fun.

So I have the friends I do,
They will never go away.
I dont care if I dont meet to your standards,
In fact, I dont even care what you say.

So Im everything you hate,
Thats who Ill always be.
So Im not perfect,
But Im proud to be me.