"maddie you should stop arguing and shouting at your dad and maybe you won't be like this" the girl with perfect parents said to me.
they don't get it
no one gets it
if I'm not screaming I'm not listened to.
I don't want to scream,
but it's what's necessary.
they don't understand.
they never will.
no one tries to see it through my eyes.
no one tries to understand how I feel.
no one understands how badly i feel the need to escape from his roof.
where i follow his rules I'm not safe.
where I'm not allowed to have opinions different from his own.
where i can't grow up normally.
"i could never speak to my parents like that."
shut up.
you don't get it.
you never will.
if you act like that instead of actually helping I won't stop.
I'll get worse.
as time goes on I feel as if i can't escape.
I'll never escape.
he won't let me go
and I won't leave.
I'll never be able to grow.
"I'm trying to solve your problem dad"
"no you're my problem"
his words felt like a knife shattering me into a million pieces.
"thanks 'dad'"
ESTÁS LEYENDO
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PoesíaTW: MENTIONS OF EATING (I don't want to say eds bc Idk if what I said what did into that if you get what I mean but beware.) Idk what this is, might be counted as poetry or just writing Idk but I just wanted to write this.
