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And somewhere between the suffocation and soothing, my heart finds a place to rest and my mind finds a voice that understands it

I just hope that when my physical self finally joins my soul, I go kindly and arent left on the side of the road to rot

Oh Mother, Why do I express my hate for you but hide my love? Why do I shy away from emotions and vulnerability? You birth my self-hatred while encouraging self-love You rip my mind apart while giving me stability The duality of your anger and your softness puts me at unease Yet despite these mixed emotions I cling to you like a disease Oh Father, Why do you insist on treating mom in this horrid way? Why do you act like we don't matter to you, ever so cold and distant Yet I come back to you, worry about you, depend on you, every day Yet I push you away despite wanting to talk to you every instant You try to hard to substitute your love time and care with your many rupees Despite all the hate, you are the one I always strive to appease I see your flaws but you are good humans I see your pain but you still try to be loving parents I wish to hate you for your failures and misunderstandings But I can't for you are only trying to love me, care for me, despite all I do that you find abhorring I didn't choose you mother, I didn't choose you father And despite every flaw I would never want another You're uniquely my people, despite every argument, every scoff and yell I would declare my love for you but everything we do ensures that these are words I never can tell