There's this certain feeling
That only some can give
Hurting instead of healing
Leaving you to question how you live
Why am I always out of place
Always wrong, no matter how hard I try
The shame bright on my face
As I choke down the need to cry
Every argument drains me
Leaving their smiles smug
How I wish they'd hear my plea
Instead of brushing my pain under the rug
Why can't the see this calm is fake
How each insult hurts more and more
Why can't the give instead of take
Isn't that what family's for?
Oct 8, 2024
Oct 8, 2024 at 9:17 AM UTC
There's this certain feeling
That only some can give
Hurting instead of healing
Leaving you to question how you live
Why am I always out of place
Always wrong, no matter how hard I try
The shame bright on my face
As I choke down the need to cry
Every argument drains me
Leaving their smiles smug
How I wish they'd hear my plea
Instead of brushing my pain under the rug
Why can't the see this calm is fake
How each insult hurts more and more
Why can't the give instead of take
Isn't that what family's for?
My family has never been very close, most conversations ending in an argument. Many thoughts and feelings have been left unsaid in fear that they would be judged or ignored. I'm not saying my family is bad, I love them dearly. This is just a way I have felt on many occasions, so I wanted to express it in some way. To let people who relate know that they aren't alone in this.
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