Grow up.

You say you’re lost,

Caught in the messiness of broken marriages.

You’re just a child.

You are not lost.

Stop playing the victim.

Respect me because I say so.

Don’t expect me to earn it.

You don’t get a voice.

No platform for your opinions.

Stop feeling.

Stop needing.

Be seen not heard.

I am the one in pain.

I am the victim.

I need. I need. I need.

Not you.

A child.

A manipulative liar.

Dry your tears.

Forget cruelties escaping from my lips.

You must love me.

We are a family.

Never question the cold selfishness I harbor in my eyes.

I am the adult.

I don’t have to explain myself.

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