• They say I've changed, I say they don't understand. My hands go to my head, I try to block the sounds from their voices, I don't want to hear them, I don't want to face them, I don't want them to see me, I don't want them to hear me.

    They say I'm difficult, I say they just don't know who I am. They think they can control me, but I am not a marionette, no longer do they hold the strings on my life, I will cut those strings they hold, and I will no longer be their little marionette.

    They say I have no respect, I say they don't earn it, then they hurt me even more than I thought possible. They say they love me, but I say they're lying, if they loved me, they wouldn't hurt me, like they just did.

    They say they are my parents, I should always do what they say, no matter what they say, I would always pray that I don't cry myself asleep again, for what they say, and for what they do, they never knew me, so how can you?

    They say I'm overreacting, I don't say anymore, I just walk away, so I don't end up hurt even more. They then say, I always walked away, I just cover my ears and walk back to my room, and lean against the door, crying softly, so they won't know.

    They say they're always doing things for me, I still stay silent, I don't want to fight. They say I don't want to hear the truth, but they're wrong, they don't know that I hate myself for being such a disgrace to them.

    They say I'm selfish, I look at the ground, they try to make me look at them, but I keep my eyes down. I always felt like I was different, like I was a mistake, and now, they make me think it even more.

    They say they've had it, I just can't believe it, they're giving up on me. My parents, the ones I knew from birth, they're giving up on me, don't they know that I'm hurt?

    They say they're tired of how I act, but they don't know, that I'm a lost soul. They say they could understand, but they can't, they won't listen, they just judge, and they say I'm a liar, conceited, a disgrace, nothing more.

    They say no more, they don't know no more, they can't find the words. I'm happy, I won't have to be hurt by their words anymore, but I'll always know how much a burden I was to them, I'll always know, they want their little marionette back.