There's awards strewn around my desk, college mail, and more. I'm happy, I'm healthy, I'm living my life. I love so many people, and I think, I hope, they love me in return. What else does someone want for their child?
I'm so sick of not being good enough for the one person who is supposed to love me no matter what. Tell me, what did I do? How did I hurt you so badly that all you want to do is break me down?
My house has never been safe, and its your fault. What else matters when even your mom thinks you're a failure?
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I have the exact same relationship with my father... Arn't they supposed to protect us from people like them?
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