Dear Mom, Your Scream Tells Me You Hate Me.
Contributed by
xDiSaStErPiEcEx
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Monday, 22nd January 2007 @ 08:21:19 PM in AEST
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Are your words imprinted on your hand?
Cause every time you hit me, I can feel each word.
I get it, you hate me, don’t hit me, I beg you.
You don’t have to scream; you know you’ll be heard.
I’m ugly, I’m nasty, and I’m a *****? Is that it?
You think you hurt, I hurt, you’ll never understand.
Tears pour all too regularly now, it makes me sick.
Repeating words, you don’t have to; I feel them from your hand.
So am I the problem? The mistake, as you tell me? I gotcha.
And I will never be perfect enough, never, and it’s always my fault.
You say don’t be such a baby, you can handle this, and this is life.
I don’t want this life, I want out; I want you out. I am an adult.
So hit me, again, and again. This physical pain is just bruises.
My heart, that’s what hurts, that you don’t care, you’re too fake.
But remember, your hand, says I’m the problem here. I cause all the pain.
Well I guess that I’m not sorry, cause I’m just a big mistake.
Biggest mistake you ever made, remember? No? That’s what you scream.
And I am so sick of it, so sick of you, you’re pushing me away.
I don’t want to come back. It’s not worth this pain, once I’m old enough… I’m gone.
So you so say, lying again, that you want me to stay?
I don’t think so, if you did, would this hand hit my face? Would you scream?
Would you tell me these things that bring me to crying?
I would’ve though that if you did, you’d stop faking happy for others…too much to ask?
I’m sick of your bull*****. I’m sick of this pain. I’m sick of your lying.
So tell me the truth, are your words imprinted on your hands?
Cause every time you hit me, I can feel each word.
I get it, you hate me, don’t hit me, don’t touch me, don’t look at me, I dare you.
Honey you don’t have to scream, these words are already heard.
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