Friday, 22 January 2010

'They fuck you up, your mum and dad..#'







'They fuck you up, your mum and dad.
  They may not mean to, but they do.
They fill you with the faults they had
And add some extra, just for you.

But they were fucked up in their turn
By fools in old-style hats and coats,
Who half the time were soppy-stern
And half at one another's throats.

Man hands on misery to man.
It deepens like a coastal shelf.
Get out as early as you can,
And don't have any kids yourself.'-Larkin.



how could two people so flawed create a perfect daughter?
You say I am a failure, sometimes I think that If I never was you would've been happier.
You could've felt like you could've left him.
You confide in me about your fear, anger towards him you let me feel sorry for you, so i confide.
But you use this against me, to stab me in the back.
You manipulate me, and I was stupid to thing you were strong or liberated.
You are as trapped as the classic housewife,
afraid of being alone. Well you already are.

and this is the end of me trusting you,
thinking that you are a good person.

Bye mother.
Have fun alone :).
I will never let myself be like you.

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