her

Walking out the front door seems like such a beautiful thing to do right now. But it will make everything worse when I return.
She's out to get me. She searched my room. My drawers. My bags. Everything. And I know she found them. I just wished she faced me and spoke about it. Instead of treating me the way she does. I'm not a little kid. I have faced so many things in my life. I was forced to grow up. Why is she treating me like a kid now, when I needed to be one when I had the chance to? She ruined my childhood. And she's ruining my life now. I can't ever be perfect for her. I can't ever be perfect for you.
I just want her to back off, breathe and leave me alone. She should face me and talk about it instead of letting it build up and make things between us worse. I just really, truly hope I don't turn out like her.