As I look back on my childhood
I realize I've always felt disconnected
Detached
Like there was something
You all had that I lacked
Over the years I've been through
times that were turbulent
More than just a few
And
I've had to recognize
That I've been effected
By the emotional abandonment
That you perfected
So I ask why you've neglected
To empathize
With my apprehension
To give into you
and
Your fraugulent intervention
Now do I have your attention
okay
Then let me make it clear
That I will not ever be dependent
On your judgement of my accomplishments
I will no longer use you
As an excuse for my substance abuse
I will not patronize you
Or
idealize you
or
let you requirements
Interfear with my environment
Your crusade will not persuade me
To agonize
or
apologize
for my need to remain independent
You see
I'm safe here behind my barricade
of poetic discontent
Iam inclined to be defined
by its eloquent
intent


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