because of the way

because of the way you were raised,
now you must have control over everything.

because of the fear i possessed
when you came near me.
 
because of the way your silhouette looked 
when you stood in my doorway,
i cringed in the corner.

because of the way your "loving" words
contradicted your actions,
i will never be able to understand or fall into love.

because of the way you still bitched
while i bawled my eyes out and dug my fingernails
deeper and suffocated my weeping,
so i will have trouble letting anyone get close to me

because of the way it hurts your eyes to look at me,
so i will grow up knowing my ugliness

because you're ashamed of me, 
so i will be too.









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