I hate this place and I hate you.
You were selfish; kept me here because it was easier for you.
You never did anything for my benefit, never took a risk, never sacrificed anything for me.
You never protected me from the things you knew were destroying me.
You blamed me for being a part of those situations at all-
the ones where I'd let my hair
decorate foreign beds,
the situations where
I was promised love
and was too eager to take it
because you wouldn't ******* give it to me.
I was disgusting to you
when I was covered in the dirt
of another's actions.

I hate this place
and I hate you.
You're so weak. You're such a coward. You betrayed me.
Drowned in denial. Didn't control yourself. Dead ambitions.
You ignored your duty as a mother,
as a human.

I hate this place.
I hate this place.
But in this island,
there's nothing I hate more
than being stuck
with you.