I used to love them, dearly
My heart filled with hope, completely
But growing up ruined me
Ruined my perfect family
Now I understand, I don't want to understand
Take me back to the childhood I forget
I saw things I didn't wish upon
I heard words that made me crumble down
Mother I grew up, why don't you too?
Everyone deserves an apology soon
I grew up, but why
Now everyone's a sinner in my eye
This mansion is painted with ink
All are corpses are waiting to live
Crows scavenging their flesh
They look at me and I see they repent
I serve myself to become your heir
To turn against, to rebel again, I wouldn't dare
I view across the dining table
My freedom in their plates, in their hands
My life but permission for it, they will grant
I came to know they aren't heroes with no cape
They're my moulders who have no shape
No shame in their blood, not a drop in mine
To speak of it is a crime
Being mute is the only thing that seems right
Yet I'm brought back to block one
I feel like I'm chasing my tail
I love it that I hate our bond
But it tears me apart knowing that-
I love them but they hate me beyond
I hate them but they love me beyond
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Poetry"Is happiness really a myth". A collection of the most cherished pieces of my soul: my poems. The things I wrote when I loved, when I hated, when I raged, when I dared and when from reality, I escaped. My poems are a way for me to get away from the...
