'family' pain
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I am sorry
I am sorry about not being a son
I am sorry about not living up to your expectations
I am sorry about not wanting to be the little girl you wanted
I am sorry for wanting a different life
So you think I am a screw up. Do you know I get all A's? You told people I was a cutter. Do you know that made me insane? You'd mock the plumpness of my lips. Do you realize l felt insecure? You told people you'd never change. Do you realize your
the hands that once orchestrated the very fabrication of my being
are now the ones slowly ripping it to shreds
an overbearing menace in my life that never fails to haunt me:
the days when I could look to you for comfort are gonenow I look at you and am only reminded of my sorrow.you epitomize the unhappiness I have experienced,and I wish nothing more than to run away.
