Why (Poem)

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by letmediealready

by letmediealready

Why do I get hurt

For eating,

Speaking,

Even sleeping?

Do you hate me that much mom?

Really?

All I did was talk back a little,

And you treat me this way?

Why?

And to think

I thought

You actually cared

When I got back.

I was wrong.

I might as well just disappear forever

But I can't yet

I saw how much

My siblings missed me

I saw

They missed me, but your tears were fake from the start.

I should have known.

I should have saw

Through your fake smile

And all the fake tears

I heard over the phone.

You never missed me

You missed your servant.

You missed your maid.

You didn't miss me.

Fine

I might leave again

But this time,

I'M NOT COMING BACK.