If you dont like me, fuck off. Prob solved.

I call for her until my throat is scratched and dry, my voice reduced to a pathetic rasp, and all I taste is the blood she regrets giving me

The taste of bloody bitterness

on my lips is a curse

that she gave me without regret.

With each cry, my heart sinks

What cruel world is this?

A mother is meant to love

not inflict suffering and hate.

Mother,

You say you love me and that I'm your beloved child,

What kind of love is this? Which makes me wish I didn't exist.

Mother,

I wish you were kind with the way you speak,

Your words cut deeper than any blade.

Mother,

Every time you compare me,

it cuts like a knife.

Every time you do it,

my heart bleeds.

Is it so hard to accept me?

Do you know how much it hurts?

I'm not perfect, I know.

I’m trying to be a good child.

Why can't you just accept me as I am?

still, I love you.

Because after all, you're my mother,

But sometimes, I wonder

if the love I feel for you