Too much

A poem about my parents....I still love them...

I loved to be loved
I hated because of my self denial
I shared because I thought you'd care
I stayed quiet because you didn't

I sought acceptance because you showed me none
I cried because of the pain
I said nothing because I knew you'd ignore it
I was scared because you said I was a no one

I wanted to run away....
I wanted to die...
I wanted to know why you'd treat me this way...
I wanted love...

But you showed me nothing
Except pain and suffering
All I wanted was your approval
To show that you'd care

Is it too much to ask?
Too much to show?
The love I've so longed for?
To feel your arms stretched out to me?

Am I not your daughter?!
Your own blood?
The child you brought into this world?
Is love too much to ask of you?

Tell me, oh Father
Tell me, oh Mother
Let the wounds heal
In my pain God's forgiveness is near...