I'm sorry that I'm not perfect
But you aren't too
So stop acting like I'm the bad guy
Because the world doesn't revolve around you

I thought the teasing would be normal
I thought that I could get used to the threats of having a horrible future
I thought I could block the shouting
I thought I would be fine without support from the family

I guess I was wrong

I can't sleep
With the flashbacks
Playing itself in my mind

Hearing every tease
Every insult
Every threat
That was said to me

Seeing the times when
I felt horrible
Alone
Useless
And hurt

They play themselves
Again and again
Until the tears would stream
Down my cheek
Rolling over
Eventually falling asleep