Simply because you're a parent,
that does not mean you can do and say whatever the hell you want to your child
and expect them to "just deal" and "get over it"--
that's not how emotions work.
As a parent,
you are not exempt from apologizing
you are not exempt from criticism of your wrongdoings
you have no say in whether or not you hurt your child
you do not get to use your "good actions" to outweigh your mistakes
you are not entitled to your child's love
your child owes you nothing, no matter what you've done for them.
You, a parent, chose to have a child,
therefore you're not entitled to shit.
This was your decision,
so don't expect to be loved simply because you decided to procreate--
that's nothing special--
almost anyone can do that.
As a parent, you are still human and must acknowledge your mistakes--
you don't get a pass.
Dear Parents, do your children a favor: remove the pole that's up your ass and say you're sorry.
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Author's Note: Ok, so this was more of a rant than a poem, but I felt it was relevant to make anyway. I'm just sick and tired of hearing stories of entitled parents, and also fed up with how my own dad has treated me. This is the result.
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Monsters Inside My Head
PoetryWARNING: Some pieces may contain triggers for those who struggle with any form of depression or self harm. Please read with caution. I will often rearrange the chapters in the way I see fit, so please be patient and keep that in mind. This is my fir...
