as i looked into your eyes i watched my future go into flames.

I watched the burning behind your eyes of the stare into the match you lit to watch me burn.

you never raised a daughter, you raised a mirror.

having to shape shift to fit your needs or wants

when i wanted to soar you clipped my wings and let me fall

making me believe choosing myself was a reason to fold, a reason to give up

Im done having my size changed to fit the frame you built.

the same frame you built that fit you and only you.