Under your home,
I didn’t know how sick you made me…until I left.
She had every symptom of abuse, but everyone thought…
“She just wants attention.”
“It’s just a stage, she’ll get over it.”
“Why is she so moody…”
“Her life would be better if she learned how to smile more…”
Oh if words could kill…you’d have to bury me a thousand times.
No, I didn’t know it was your “love” that made me sick…
Low self esteem
Critical self talk
Sense of worthlessness
And I know you never meant to hurt me…
But you did.
And I can’t change that.
All I can do is leave it behind me.
Focus on my own health and happiness.
The only way to create it…
Is without you.