This is a personal documentation through poetry.
I am learning to look inward now, give myself love when I least want to. I do not live to love others, I live to love myself. I will find and create what is enough for me, and you will learn to let it...
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I did your dishes, I emptied your sink, I wait on you to say something, an apology maybe, But what did you do that I haven't done as well? I am my fathers daughter. The things I see and the things you say, they stay Forever. So I washed your mug. The "best dad" mug I got you. After grinding a rough sponge on glass and plastic and silverware, I took your mug in my hands and treated it like I wish you'd treat me. I was gentler to it than I was the others, Because it's shown that it is more sensitive. I laid it down slower, Because it's shown to react better that way. And I made sure it was alright before I sent it off, Because I'd hate for it to leave with open wounds. I cried a little harder washing your mug. And I'll learn a little faster next time I empty your sink.
