'Abuse' 'pain' 'sadness' 'words' 'hurt
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Your secrets, you ran, ran, and ran
Mother you thought you loved me wholly
You pushed and forced your inadequacies on me to make yourself feel needed
That feeling of need equaled love to you
Oh love,
You asked me once if it was me that was using you
Or if it was him.
Not him, I said. Me.
And you stayed silent.
Acting okay.
Asking for forgiveness,
Always pretending.
Broken heart.
Bridges burnt.
Baby, wait please.
Crying for hours.
Cutting off everyone.
Can you ever forgive me?
You sit on your bed praying everything would get better but you wake
go out to eat breakfast your parents ask " whats been with you and not listening? "
She wanted to be like them
The ones with all the men
With soft pink cheeks
Instead, she was one of the geeks
She had brains and wits
