The Unwanted

I remember when I was younger all the hopelessness I felt knowing that if I did or say anything wrong I'd be in trouble. I remember there was not one day that would pass without having that fear that we'd get hit for something insignificant. I remember having fear just looking at you, thinking this is the person who should love us, not beat us. I remember how you made me feel unwanted, that i was worth nothing to you. I remember the days that I wish you would die, so I can be free from all you did. I remember how you manipulated us into believing that this was normal, and how I do wish that I can erase the bad memories from my head, but I cant. The pain is too real, it still lives inside knowing your still here and you pretend like it never happened. But let it be known the day of your departure, I will not be there because all you did was cause me pain, you made me the person I am now. So your day will come when you need me the most, huh I will not be there to help you, just to let you know what it feels like to not be loved.