Training of independence

When I was younger
I was restricted to cry,
Could never express hurt,
Would never dare to try.
Could never part take in child's play,
I was always much to old,
Could never watch TV
Too much homework I was told,
Too mature to sing a silly song
to need a helping hand
to believe in things like faeries
to build castles in the sand
Too old to make mistakes,
or be afraid of scruffy rats,
to fear ghost and ghouls
along with blood sucking bats.
I used to shed my tears at night,
when I would lie alone in bed,
And all the things i couldn't do
We're escaped thoughts from my head.
I'm older now just the same,
but I stay out late at night ,
I fear things I've forgotten to fear
I never sleep without the light
I scream when I want, laugh when I want,
I don't need your support
Don't need your silly lectures
or scoldings when I'm caught
What I do need is your permission
Because i still don't know how
To express this burden within me
"Mother; may I cry now?"

Copyright © 2006 by Melissa Liew