I don't understand
Why you think this is okay.
Why you think hurting me is your right.
Why you think screaming is a healthy form of criticism.
Why you think my tears mean you've done something right.
I don't understand
How any of this could be considered "good parenting".
How you think we're on "good terms".
How you think you're "good" at what you do.
Nothing about this is good.
Nothing about this is okay.
Nothing about this is fine.
I don't understand
What makes you think it is.
YOU ARE READING
Thoughts
PoetryMy thoughts tend to form like poems, so I figured I'd share them- part of me hoping they make sense to more than just myself.