rebellion

you cloud me
you storm me
you move me
you lock me into the realm where I can’t forget
the respect
I owe I give
I know you deserve

you love me
but you control me
and your vision of my character
doesn’t mesh with my character
your ideals of this world
don’t fit the moulds I have carved myself

and I can’t cut myself down to your proportions
your measurements of a successful, moral son
your strict concepts of acceptability
and rationality
and forget what damage I might have done

this starvation of personality
does not bare fruits for me
i’m gaining insanity
pleasing you
the world
and never me.