Control Freak

You make me feel lost, so tired and powerless

My brain is in pain from trying to figure out your plans for us.

You love the control, you can’t breathe without it

And the minute you start losing it, you go crazy about it.

You always say one thing

But the opposite you expect

And I can’t even ask how or why

Because it’s a sign of disrespect.

You are so contradictory

I don’t understand what you mean by this

And it seems that the more I try

The more names you add to the list

I am dumb, I am stupid

And I have no soul

But because I am 16 and you are almost 50

You know everything and I don’t.

I know I don’t know everything

I still have a lot to learn

It appears to me that the roles have switched

You’re the one who needs school first

All you want to do is fight

And you’ll always argue like it’s for your life

But how is it that even when you are wrong and I am right

That somehow I am always wrong and you are always right?

You say I’m the one who’s childish

But how exactly is that so

When you’re the one holding on so tight

And I am trying to let these things go?

I will never understand you control freak.

I don’t think anyone ever will

Just know that when I am finally gone from here,

I won’t come back and I promise that, and you’ll think of me still.

Author's Note

This is not about one of my real parents (I only have my mom). This is more of just an in general thing that I've experienced. No disrespect to my elders, just maybe a little bit of an eye-opener because while I know how my generation can be, sometimes the older folks are not as clean either.