Do You Even Love Me?

I hate that you hate me.

I hate that I cant be what you want.

I hate that you don't realize the pain you cause me.

I hate that you pretend that we are a perfect family.

I hate that you laugh everything off and never listen to me.

I hate the way you make me feel.

Why is it we cant choose our family?

Why do we have to learn to love them?

Why cant we choose them like we do our friends?

I cant love someone who doesn't love me.

*I **** You said it yourself.*

I hate that you pretend that you didn't say it.

I hate that you dont feel guilty for being a bad parent.

What about me?

What about my happiness?

What about my life?

I hate that you don't listen to me, or accept who I am.

Because it makes it even harder for me to do that when my own mother cant.

So stop thinking about yourself.