What am I supposed to do

When I find out that my hero's armor is broken?

How am I supposed to react

When I find out that I've been lied to for years?

I'm not even the person that this hurt most

And, God, am I in pain

I want to rush to his side

But I can't get myself to do that

My first night as a runaway wasn't what I wanted it to be

It wasn't a rebellion

It was a cry for help

I cried on the way there

And I couldn't see the road ahead of me

I felt so overwhelmed

I didn't know who to be mad at

I wanted to scream

Disappear

Lash out

All at the same time

I needed friends

A place to call home that wasn't corrupted

Even just for a night

I don't know who to trust

I don't think I'll ever trust again

How am I supposed to get married

When this is the example before me?

How am I supposed to believe in love

When the only one I saw

Was broken all along?

"I love your mother," he began

But I knew it wasn't true.

"But I've always felt this emptiness that she couldn't fill"

I didn't want to hear what was coming next

"You guys went away every summer, and I made a mistake."

I closed my eyes, trying to rest my shaking hands

"I was with someone else."

No. Please no.

"And I'm not proud of it.

It is the worst mistake that I have ever made.

And I kept telling myself that I was going to stop

But I didn't want it to stop."

I stayed silent, feeling my body fill up with heat.

I told myself that I was leaving

That I never wanted to come back

I've never known a home

With this broken, patched up family