Broken
You always try
to control me
Tell me what to do
Who I can talk to and when
When I can do anything in my life
You constantly try to …
Manipulate my time…
My interactions…
My very life…
if you were able to reach that far
You always treat me as if I
Do Not Exist
Do Not have Feelings
Do Not know who and what you really are
You treat me as …
An afterthought at best
What I want…
What I need…
IS
My freedom…
My voice…
My conditions…
My life…
Take me as I am
As you expect me
to take You
© 2013 Annie Original Poetry
Always…I wish you peace, joy and happiness, but most of all I wish you Love.
As Ever, Annie
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Every writer I know has trouble writing.
~Joseph Heller~
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