~Professional~

You told me to be open
you told me that you cared
you said you wanted to help me
when i was stuck you were there
- Which you were.

You were there with your hurtful words
told me i was not doing my best
Made comments about me not seeing things straight
told me i clang to you as if you were my dad
- Truth is i did not.

It was your job to listen
to handle me being honest about my hurt
i did not depend on you
but you clang to me as if i was your child
- But.. i am not

To me you were the professional
i went to for help
You were part of the life-support system
i needed to stay alive
- And you helped for a while.

Through the years i heard
your comments got more personal
i slowly saw an increase in your emotional response
i did not know what it meant
- Until you blamed me


You noticed what was going on
did not see your own responsibility
You were the professional
i was just a kid
- i did no wrong


Now i struggle with the memories
the words you said still hurt
With this writing i take back my innocence
i’m not ashamed & believing your lies
- The truth sets me free