mama

I wish you knew how I want you to be proud of me
I want you to be my bestie
mama I want to tell you my boy problem
but I can't cause you think you know wats best for me
I hate how you judge my friends
I know am one who has never done anything right in your eyes
mama I want to be listened to
mama I hate wen you sew nothing in me but problems
am trying to be a better daughter
mama I want to be understood
mama I wish to make you proud
I wish you could stop judging me
©whitney