They hate me.

They hate me...

Every last one of them

they wait for me to screw up

so they can pick me apart 

rip away the confidence 

that just managed to grow back.

They want me to be weak.

Afraid of them, always afraid.

I cannot help that I am.

They hate me...

their judging eyes burn holes

right through my skin

its as if they know my every weakness...

as if they know my secrets.

I wish i could get away.

hide where they cannot find me

cry where they cannot hear me.

They hate me...

But I love them 

With all i have left.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

This is about any child thats emotionallyabused by anyone

 whether it be loved ones or friends or a significant other.

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