1 a.m thoughts (poetry)

||Parents||

*More of a rant*
||Why do my parents always try to find their correctness in my sadness... I cry because I'm depressed and stressed about college because I might fail and that will lead to my biggest fear... But you say that's because you don't pray and do what I tell you to that's why you're crying ... Without even listening to me you jump to conclusions , why because you're older than me?
Now I'm sure that I'll never cry in front of you and never tell you anything , because when I answer to the questions you ask , you say I shouldn't talk back... When you get angry at me for no reason I should keep quite because you came from work... when I don't talk to you, you say I'm a messed up teenager because of my phone... When I tell my opinion you shut me and say "you're too young to have a opinion don't even bother" ... What should I do now? You left me no choice but to find my happiness and acceptance elsewhere , because of you now I'm secretly depressed, have anxiety (social too) and all I know is to end my pain is not talk , transferring my pain from mental to physical ... Thanks to you now I'm not clean anymore and when I will be not able to take it no more ... Then you will have no one to blame but you!||