When will the dreams stop
dreams of us together, happy
and in love
when will the nightmares begin
i want the nightmares!
i want the anger and the hate
not the peaceful wing of dove
i'm told i've pushed down my feelings
all these years
not allowed 'to feel'
don't upset or make you mad
have to keep an even keel
even with death i was not allowed to grieve
i love you mom, i love you dad
bubble up hate, bubble up anger
you are free now to feel
all my feelings ARE valid
and my thoughts are too
i am NOT defective
you are wrong
i am through loving you