he gets mad.
never mad enough to hit me like he did...
but i dont like it.
i moved to college.
and was happy to get away from him for awhile.
dont be like that...
it hurts me to see you like that.
and it also scares me...
when my stepdad would get mad.
id go in the my room.
curl up on my bed.
put in my headphones.
with you...
i feel like i have to face it.
and thats hard for me. scary. scary and hard...
i dont know what to do.
this is a part of him.
probably not particularly something he's proud of.
but something.
a part of him.
im scared. scared to see that side of him.
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