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The brutal words were heard
My ears bled in each word
The criticism I didn’t deserve to earn
Every word made my heart burn
I try to brush it off again
But not even the silence can
Once, my home was my haven
Now, the image was already broken
I used to see it as my refuge
Where I can finally breathe
Yet your sweet words made me upset
It’s trying to hide the bitter moments
Being better in this household is elusive
Especially when the verbs are abusive
Accusations, harsh words
When will it be my bridge to cross?
Walks here are always on eggshells
One wrong move, still you must not dwell
Keep on living, they say
But how would I do it my way?
Sometimes, I wonder what put me in here
Or why I turned out this way
But there is no one to blame
Though, I have never felt so ashamed
I step foot into my abode
All tired, like everyone else
Yet they pour all their anger in me
Where am I supposed to call home?
Be patient, be kind
Have a good heart, don’t be blind
That’s what they taught me after all
But here we are, arguments bounced on our walls
They told me I wasn’t like the others
Hell, I don’t want to be like my mother
I do everything by myself to not be a bother
To avoid becoming a problem to others
Yet they always think I don’t need a break
Everything you say makes my hand shake
Not in fear, but in frustration
I’ve held up for years in repression