I'm going to either end up the victim in an abusive relationship, or I'm going to be the abuser.
Why would I be the victim? Because I won't tell anyone, I can't. I've always been that way, if something is bothering me, I can't just say it. It's a problem, and maybe it's getting better, maybe it's not. All I know is that I'm the person who will shun all hateful things to the back of mind, and pretend their okay, when their clearly not.
Why would I be the abuser? I will challenge a person, I will take something they did a while back and mention it, I will hit someone. And why? Because that seems to be the way I was raised.
If you give a kid who has been told they are shit, they're always wrong and they don't deserve to live sometimes, a chance to express that, you will find abuse. You will find someone who has filled their own void, with hate for people and no trust. Someone who doesn't want to live, but has to, to show the world why they are alive, because others wish they weren't.
People who were abused when they were younger, will grown up either a victim or an abuser. They'll either believe that this life was better than before, or they have a revengeance towards other.
I'm a fight not a lover, a fighter that's a lover in disguise.
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