You tell me

That beauty is more than skin deep,

But then criticize me for not dressing

“To my full potential.”

You tell me

You will never let me go,

As each day passes and I don’t hear a

Word from you.

You tell me

I can be whoever I want,

As you instruct me to only do what

I am good at.

You tell me

The world is a good place

Just as you start criticizing everyone in it.

It’s easy to stand back,

Instructing and dictating how everyone

Else should be living their lives,

when you barely live outside of

Your bubble.

I will tell you

That I no longer need you

Telling me what is right and what is wrong,

Who I am or who I want to be,

And what this world is or is not.

My new world will exist

Outside your bubble,

Where it will flourish

Without your negativity and hate.

So,

Let me tell you about the real world,

It’s a lot larger than that little

Bubble of yours.