I love my mother but i do not like her

I wish i did, i wish icould talk to her like a normal person or even be best friends

But we are not her word as cut like a knife

I drown in her expectations of me

I was never a perfect daughter

But i try to be

I tried and I tried but I couldn’t be

I’m not like my other siblings to her , i had to choose myself, i had to leave

She says she loves me but she **despises **me