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A daughter's rage

most people would say i look like my mother , i've been told that's where i get my beauty from.

i hate that i look like her

my mother and her actions tore me apart from the inside out.

she took the person i was and like dough molded me into something else only half the person i once was.

i have rage for what she did to me it burns and boils inside of me waiting for the slightest exit to come out and explode.

As a daughter i must keep that in

as a daughter i must be kind

as a daughter i must be gentle

as a daughter i must be respectful

i could say i wish i looked like my father but i can't.

my father wasn.t as bad but he was exactly there either.

my father hurt me...but my mother broke me

what's the saying every girl needs a mother?

but mine walked out , she left , she chose a man over me .

and once again i have rage that burns and boils because of that

the rage burns for both of my parents because i was a child a fucking child .

i didn't deserve to be in the middle of whatever war that was

My rage does not just flicker like a candle in a dark room it burns brightly destroying everything in its path and if it was let out that's exactly what it would do.

But as a daughter i can't say these things

as a daughter i must be respectful

i have a daughters rage that cannot be spoken..