Every time I step through the threshold of the “humble abode” that was once a home, now hell
I feel caged my ribcage is caving in please come save me
I find no refuge or safety in this household wannabe
I have no family only my father keeps my sanity
My mother is a narcissist and my sister doesn’t want me
I have trouble opening up, I wonder who’s fault that might be
But go ahead, please blame me

Imagine rapunzel stuck in her tower but for 20 grueling years
When I grew to have a voice, eyes, and ears
a conscious is when I began crying the most tears
Crying from trauma
Crying from pain
Crying for being convinced that there’s something wrong in my brain
I sabotage my happiness and come off insane...