What Do You Want From Me?

This is a poem I wrote and put up on a blog that I keep forgetting I have. I wrote it on August 23rd, 2006 for my husband while we were fighting.

What do you want from me?
Do you want me to be perfect?

I can’t be perfect for you.
I can’t be perfect for anyone.

What do you want from me?
Do you want me to be your mom?

I can’t be your mom.
I’m supposed to be your wife.

What do you want from me?
Do you want me to be your maid?

I can’t be your maid.
I’m already our daughter’s maid.

What do you want from me?
Do you want me broken and empty?

I can’t let myself be broken and empty.
I’m already losing myself.

What do you want from me?
Do you want me to bow and cater to you?

I can’t bow and cater to you.
I’m already starting to lose my spine.

What do you want from me?
Do you want me to stop loving you?

I can’t stop loving you.
I’m already losing faith in your love.

What do you want from me?
Do you want me to have a great body?

I can’t have a great body.
I’ve already sacrificed that for my children.

What do you want from me?
Do you want me to get a job?

I can’t get a job.
I already have one taking care of our daughter.

What do you want from me?
Do you want me to let you go?

I don’t want to let you go.
But I will, if you want me to.
 

Author's Note

Please let me know what you think. I don't think he ever did read it.

Reviews

[Lorraine Pearson]

This is a classic arguement every woman has when frustrating with her husband. You penned it well...I am touched by your willingness to share yourself through this piece-- but I would expect already you have grown since this write! It might be an interesting exercise to re-write the questions of the arguement again, and answer them with renewed insight of "today." Food for thought!
~Lorraiyne

[shadadakiya]

wow that was awesome wonderful written great craft

[Yvette Shaw]

Wow, very powerful, and telling.

If he has read it, you should see a change in him. Your words have much meaning, and they
re-lay (to me anyway) the struggles that you are having on the day-to-day. This is the type of
poem that I would leave out for someone that I wanted to "suggest" they make some changes
in how they were treating me.

Great Job, I hope he's read it...for his own good
Yvette Shaw