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Eventually
You made me hate myself
Made me think
that I was
Not good enough
Not perfect enough
To be your daughter
I wanted to leave
But you told me stories,
Made me terrified of the world so I stayed
However things got worse
And we both got in a fight
And you kick me out in the middle of the night
I felt broken and I was scared
But I didn't let this destroy me
I found a place
Where I felt comfortable and safe
And I'm doing just fine
I still hate myself
But that's alright
Because one day
Your words will mean nothing to me
Just a thing of the past
And I know that I will be able to say that
I am good enough
I am perfect enough
And that I love myself
As Bad As It Got
sometimes in our little abode, we never went there to kick anyone out. The definition of a great childhood has many such odd additions never considered. There were arguments but over issues, usually money, but seldom over each other. We kinda had each other's backs - slc