I am a Victim

Untrustworthy

I'm a human.

You probably are too.

And all humans have issues.

I have issues.

Like my health,

Mentally,

Emotionally,

And physically.

I'm even supposed to take pills.

One every 6 hours.

I was given the bottle and I set it on my desk,

But when I came back to my room,

It was gone.

I thought I lost it.

But it turns out, 

My dad took it. 

His excuse was that a person my age shouldn't be responsible for their own medication.

But I know that's not the truth.

Dad knows I have issues.

And I know he doesn't trust me. 

I thinks I'll take too many in one go,

Try to overdose,

And I would be lying if I said that it hasn't crossed my mind.

And it hurts.

It doesn't hurt because he thinks I'll do something.

It hurts because he doesn't trust me enough to believe that I won't do something.

Am I,

A broken human,

Really that untrustworthy?