Written by Ash Wednesday
I am tired of playing house where it's not my home
Cycling through karmic patterns I am looking to burn
Always a fan of coloring
But your color are starting to show through
That fake phoney narcissistic temper tantrums.
Ive done way to much work to entertain this, going ghost like Danny Phantom.
This shit was cute and all when I was little
I literally looked up to you
But now that I am taller I've gotten more vocal and stronger.
I could ghost you forever
And feel nothing but better
A sigh of relief
A breath without assistance
I have begged you for years to give a shit about me
I am sorry I was the one that finally graduated with your supposed degree.
But I am 30+ and you dont know the first thing about me
You spat insults at me when we go out in public and you feel like I get too much attention.
But I'll tell you this, people would approach you more too if you actually believed in things like the middle class, treating wait staff like a human being, and things like inflation.
I am sure one day youll get it
And hopefully by that time
You will stop blaming me for ruining your life.
You're not a kid anymore, we are both adults
Its time to stop holding a grudge
I tell you every year I wish you never had me.
Life is unbearable and i blame you 100%
You selfishly thought you could be a parent
But your brain wasn't even fully developed yet.
You couldn't leagally drink at your wedding
Then had me shortly after.
I am so glad I broke your families generational curse.
I am planning to die alone with my cat
I am just a little spicy spinster.
Congratulations you did it parent of the year
I would turn in my grave if I ever got an "I am proud of you."
I am so used to being left
That I just keep on moving and don't give it a second though
Too much time to get a new hold of myself
I am not sure what is what
Its a sobering feeling being removed from your head
I am so sick of allowing the wrong people that need therapy, an awaking, and are on the rebound mend.
- Ash Wednesday