It's hard to face you anymore.
I am trying so hard to be someone you would be proud of.
In the process, i lost me, myself and i.

You never seem to realize i am only a teenager.
I've tried so hard to be that mature kid you always wanted.
And i lost all my rights to be myself,
I am not me anymore.

I lost my rights to throw tantrum, lost the ability to goof around like a kid.
I don't even feel much anymore, i feel empty and lost.
I just wanted to be better for you, for your husband, for my family.

In return, i hear you calling me a spoilt brat, hear you telling me i am not good enough.
In return, i couldn't accept compliments from other people around me.
In return, i hear voices telling me i am not worth any shit.

I hope you're happy about this.
It's hard to be mature. It's hard to be good enough for you.
I am dying slowly, soon you'll only see a empty shell.
You will never be satisfied with me, i will never be the perfect daughter.
 I just hope you will accept me for who i am, but obviously no.


Your words. Cut me like a sharp knife.
And left me bleeding.
You don't get it don't you? 
Soon i will be on the brink to death.

Those fake smiles are harder to force when i am hurting.
Especially when i had to pretend everything is fine.
When i need to pretend i agree with you, that i am not good enough.

You left me crying silently to sleep at night,
you left me thinking of returning to square one,
you left me knowing i am disappointing you terribly.

I just want to stand up for myself.
For once, just for this time.
And maybe.. maybe you will just understand i am just another teenager that need love.

Maybe i won't be feeling so miserable and tired of living. (Maybe..)