Dear Parents

*you can tell me anything* , I'm depressed ,*move on*

I'm gay , *not in my house*

I'm anxious all the time , *no you're not*

Get's rebellious and emotionally distant , *where did I go wrong*

Stops trying , *kids these days are so ungrateful*

Once in a lifetime , everyone feels like running away , not for love but for freedom. Wish list is no longer the same - things like *if I'm talking to a boy doesn't mean he's my boyfriend , or , it's hard don't push me, I'm young - my decisions can be worst , let me have fun ,not all my known's are a bad influence , night out doesn't mean it's all drugs and stuff, you make me feel useless by comparison* have replaced the old self of making childish demands..

Nobody knows this : how many times you've sat in your room and cried , lost hope , let down ,had to hold back tears and smile......

Phase where you stand alone: friends become strangers ,lollipops turn into cigarettes ,kiss into sex ,soda into vodka, smile into anxiety , innocent ones into sluts , dad's shoulders into wet pillows ,see you into goodbyes......

You see me everyday , walking by , laughing hard , but it's the mirror that cries with me , my pillow who hears my screams when no one does ,shower who hypes my bad voice , my mind who keeps the secret..

I'm sorry for growing up , not being what you wanted or pictured me as , lying so much , staying up most nights crying , sorry for being a disappointment..

Listen us not just to hear but to understand ,when we cry doesn't mean we are being dramatic (there's a good reason and you need to ask) , talking to the opposite sex on the phone isn't that big of a deal ,we could be worse so don't get mad for not doing the work you asked for , singing my heart out isn't a waste it's a safe heaven for me...

*We are protecting you*: congratulations you have a child who never opens up , anxious all the time about the wrong things they do , scared that it'll never be fixed and forgiven..

You share things you're wrong ,your pov is disrespectful to them , feelings are irrational( so basically avoid). Pressure to succeed paves way for isolation , failing expectations destroys self confidence ,invading privacy creates trust issues.

No one notices your tears , pains ,sadness all they see are mistakes( which were ultimately because of the fear you made me go through)..

Stop getting into your child's faces and yell about all you did for them( buying stuff , providing roof to sleep ,fed them in their hunger) , it was your job , you took the responsibility on when you chose to become a parent.....( If my mother hears this I swear I'm dead , lol) , sounds rude though ,right?

My Parents use to say they knew everything about me

But little did they know that they have had lost their happy child years ago....