What You Want Poem by Hyde Slater

You didn't like me in the dark,
The skulls and black worried you.
So I changed to lambs and flowers.
You didn't like my frown,
It made outsiders whisper.
So I made a smile that never reached my eyes.
You didn't like my fights, we're a family, sisters don't fight.
So I held it in even if I was right.

I've always done what you've wanted, made myself your perfect girl that's healing yet I'm not.
I crave to relapse and yearn to cry but it's not what you want.
I want to be in the darkness where it's safe and process my feelings on my own but you keep me on full watch.

I'm tired but you don't want to see any of that. It's not what you want.