What I Want From You This Year And Years Before Poem by Desiree Whitamore

really all i want this year
for my present from you
is the fact that you're proud of me
and that you love me too.
if i could have peace of mind,
i'd still wonder all day.
but at least i'd have something
to think about in your place.
sometimes i wish i could go back
to those younger naive days.
when all i wished for was world peace
and for dad to change his ways.
blowing out the 10 candles
is when i stopped and thought.
really thinking what i wanted
not something for which i never fought.
i wished to have a dog, or maybe some dvd's.
i wished my presents would be there
maybe make me happy.
i started wishing for those material things
things only money could buy.
i never once wished again
for god and the devil to try.
whenever i had an eye lash
laying on my cheek
i again never wished for hunger to be gone this week.
so now what i want from you
is something you cant buy.
i need that little hope
that you can see through my lies.
i could list a thousand things
that i wished i had
but when i wish i only dream.
just like you and dad.
so this is what i want.
for you to be proud of me.
and maybe i don't deserve it yet
but i will one day, you'll see.