Toxic
My house is a toxic place
hidden under a mask of a loving home
I was constantly compared to others
And would be stuck listening to my parents adult problems
But constantly told I was to young for things
I was told I should not settle for the boy
Who I love
That I need to shop around
But I was unable to date until 18
So I really had no time to shop around
This is only a little bit of what was going on
This sounds like perfection
But it deeply affected me and does today
But nobody can see behind the perfect mask
Of my toxic family
Copyright © Ariel Davis | Year Posted 2018
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