When I was a child
I was raised in a household
Where expressing feelings weren't validated
I wasn't allowed to cry
Because there are people
Who have it worse than me
I wasn't allowed to be angry
Because my reason for being upset
Wasn't good enough
I learned that suffering in silence
Was better than
Trying to explain myself
To people who can't read between the lines
My feelings were never valid
I was never good enough
For anyone
I was raised without comfort
Without patience
Without proper affection
I was just a child
I didn't deserve that
Nobody does.
