i was never taught to clean my room
                                  to brush my hair
                                  to say thank you
                                  to love my sister.

my mother was too sick,
and he was fighting with my brother.

i learned to shout when i'm scared
                 to hate with all of me
                 to be scared of breathing
                 to destroy myself for others
                 to hide in the bathroom when
                      the fights got too bad.

but now,
mother wants me to clean my room and brush my hair and say thank you and love my sister and she doesn't want me to shout or hate like i do and be scared of breathing. she still asks me to hurt myself for her in the smallest things. and no matter what i think i'll always hide in the bathroom.