Am I the little girl my family says I am?
or am I truly becoming a woman?
Do I just pretend to go my own way?
or do I unknowingly give my mom a say?
Am I the liar my mom calls moms me?
or am I something nobody can see?
How come my family makes me feel so out of place?
or am I really just putting on another face?
Am I the brat my father claimed?
or is my personality just maimed?
When will I show my true stripes?
or will they just be flushed down the pipes?
Does anyone see order in this confusion?
or know a way to hide my heart's contusion?
Is it possible to grow up over night?
or have I just plain lost my fight?
the problem with moms , is they try to keep us as babies for as long as is possible . you will be exactly the same with your children , you won't want to be but its part of being a parent i suppose ,
your writing tells me you are maturing and have taken that first step on the ladder to womanhood , its a long steep climb gorgeous , changing from child to woman is no easy task but just take one rung at a time
and allow yourself to blossom a little more each step you take , you'll be in full bloom soon enough ,
arghhhhhhh
who is that strange woman shaking the ladder , oh dear its your mum . hold on tight .
the problem with moms , is they try to keep us as babies for as long as is possible . you will be exactly the same with your children , you won't want to be but its part of being a parent i suppose ,
your writing tells me you are maturing and have taken that first step on the ladder to womanhood , its a long steep climb gorgeous , changing from child to woman is no easy task but just take one rung at a time
and allow yourself to blossom a little more each step you take , you'll be in full bloom soon enough ,
arghhhhhhh
who is that strange woman shaking the ladder , oh dear its your mum . hold on tight .
I'm not sure how old you are but once I turned 18 I got my freedom from my family, it turns out I am almost everything my parents called and or told me. Things get better.
So many thoughts and feelings swirling around, and so many roles and pieces of a life to pull together. As I read I realize that you can be so many things at once, or depending on the circumstances and situations. Some questions may just find an answer in the moment. Very thoughtful, moving write.
Between Child and Woman can be a tough place to be. But it's the perfect time to learn from each side...to perfect the child, before growing into the responsibly of a woman. Don't fight it. Grow with it!
“I don't pretend to know what love is for everyone, but I can tell you what it is for me; love is knowing all about someone, and still wanting to be with them more than any other person, love is.. more..