I know you had this image of me

This porcelain doll you modeled perfectly

Who grew up to do everything just right

Never worried I’d get into drugs or fights

I’ll admit part of me felt a little guilt

For shattering that effigy you built

You were always proud I was so obedient

What would you think if I was deviant?

But pretending hurts more than letting you down

I can’t live my life dressed like a circus clown

Coming clean was a massive weight off my chest

Now I just cross my fingers and hope for the best

I guess I’m relieved, you aren’t too upset

But I can see this disappointment as you sweat

Grappling to comprehend in what world

This could happen to your little girl

I love you, I don’t think it’s right to be mad

There are some things you might never understand

But I feel better now that I’ve let go

Of that perfect child you had come to know