I was brought into this world

Not of my choice

But because of your marriage, your decisions, your vows shared at the altar.

You showed me your love, your sacrifices, your job

How you isolated me, how you pitied me, and how you controlled me.

I was so young, so fucking young

When you took my things that I hold dear

When you told me that those things weren't shit

I watched you rip up my books, my toys, and my cards

Only to tell me that I can only be defined by the man I marry, as if I, a young girl couldn't define my own life.

You stood so far away from my life, you couldn't care less

But I still felt you breathing down my neck

Tying up my hands, my will to survive

Tearing away at all the things and people I love

Only for you to mold me at your own sickening pleasure.

Your words, they were so icy: they were full of aggression

You never praised me, and when you did, you had motive

You wanted me to kneel for you

You wanted me to respect you

You wanted me to be your slave.

And I did.

I was so young, so young and so naive

Thinking that one day you would glance at me with love, with genuine admiration and respect.

But no.

There was never any respect.

None. If I could have gotten any respect from the person that was supposed to protect me from the world

And teach me the ways of life

And be proud at my tiny bits of success

I would be happy.

But there was no respect.

Why would there be?

When all you did was laugh at me,

And joke at the expense of my success or happiness

And tell me that everyone who loves me just wants something

Merely because I am a girl

That gets easily taken advantage of

That would just let everyone break me

Because that's how you would ever want it

You just want me to be that broken little girl

You just want me to lose respect for myself

Sorry

But I will let you down on that one

Because I have no respect for you.

And your wishes will never come true.