The complexity of the moment,
The insanity of your actions,
Who understands them better than the preyed and the innocent?
This life came from you and so rightfully taken away without my permission...
Indebted, I am but this is my life and I'm the owner,
I'm on loan but I don't repay at my expenses for your entertainment,
Shame on you that you stained my childhood and made me a goner,
Oh, you are so proud of your artwork; my past was well shaped in a messy entanglement...
The damage is done,
The stone was carved and nothing can mend the flaws,
The damage was fun,
You enjoyed every bit of destroying my path; you left me nowhere to run...
That was a story I heard recently. It was awfully familiar. I hope my friend could overcome this period. Parents can be great guardian angels but it's very unfortunate that not all parents are reliable. Parents are like babies, they are god-sent and no one gets to chose whose family to be born into, so, instead of growing up with hatred and despair, try acceptance and ignorance. If they don't do good to yourself, you do good on yourself. No one gives a damn shyte if you ended up a loser, seriously.
Sometimes I do hope that he gets this part of life. His life is somewhat straight forward and whole but nothing is just black and white. This...is Grey. Hers is grey.
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