speak glimmers of change

I've been thinking a lot about anger
about how angry I am
How I was maybe
born into this

I watch my mother sometimes
she is beautiful
in every light
but she is nervous
and does not always use her voice

My father speaks over me a lot
I am constantly defeated
by my own silence
With these two initiatives
I try to reconcile
talking in between
and not speaking at all

The past,
the future
of me
Is a constant battle
a struggle, towards acceptance
I am working
to be visible
And to approve of myself
As easily seen
As unnoticed
in shadows of the same light
of a different time