it's in her eyes
contempt
jealousy
hatred that I am not
what she wants me to be
what she feels that I should be
independence
is what she taught
but
hates that I am taken care
of
wishing that she was in my
place
in my heart
living my life
it's in her words
lies
betrayal
numb
feeling in her hands when
she hugs me
fake smiles covering her face
as she looks
at what she tried to make into
her carbon copy
but failed
wishing that she could be me
instead of
giving me hope
putting her faith in me
loving me for who I am
reading my lines for what they
are
without misinterpretation
without judgements
without knowing
deep inside what she wants from
me
it's in her heart
dark
and
cold
and lonely