All About You Poem by Carolyn Brunelle

'You don't want that
you'll like this,
you shouldn't feel that way
you don't mean that.
How could you not like it
when I worked so hard;
it looks so good on you.'
Told through the years
what to think
how to act
what to wear
was never asked
or listened to.
My thoughts and feelings
manipulated when I tried
guilted when I cried,
so I finally just buried me.
My life
had very little to do with
the daughter you thought you knew;
because somehow
it always wound up
just being about you.