To Be Just a Kid
a song/poem/rap about emotionally abusive parents

I'm only six-years-old
But I know way too fucking much...
About my parent's shitty marriage
And their problems with their son.
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Brother dated a Black girl
And Daddy Dearest threw a fit.
He's still trying to spin it
Like he wasn't being fucking racist.
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I'd love to be just a kid
But I'm also a therapist.
An emotional punching bag...
A spoiled little shit.
I'd love to be just a kid
But I have to fix their relationship.
I just have to be better at keeping them together
But I'm just a fucking kid.
/
I'm only 14-years-old...
But I'm going through way too fucking much.
Dad bullies me daily about my weight...
And I'm beginning to lose touch.
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My mom just lets him yell...
And does her best to ignore it.
When he starts on his shit,
I want to cry and slit my fucking wrists.
/
I'd love to be just a kid
But I'm also a disobedient shit.
An emotional punching bag...
A spoiled fat demon bitch.
I'd love to be just a kid
But God wants me slimmer than this.
I shouldn't be suicidal at 14,
Because I'm just a fucking kid.
/
I'm only 17-years-old
In a mental hospital because I've seen too fucking much.
My friend just died in a car accident
And I hate my fucking father so much.
/
I'm nearly a fucking adult
But I've been so ill-prepared for this.
My parents have been more concerned for my appearance
Than whether I should even fucking exist.
/
I just want someone to love me
Without conditions, without abuse.
I just want to feel full of something other than food
And not have my feelings refused.
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I can't fix your fucking life
I can barely fix mine --
Kick rocks, motherfucker.
I was supposed to be just a kid
But you made me suffer
And like I had to surrender.
/
Now, I'm an adult
And I feel like a child with no direction.
I'm just a woman who hates the world
And it hates me back with elation.
/
If you have kids,
Let them actually be fucking kids.
Because they'll remember the shit you did.
About the Creator
CT Idlehouse
I write stories and articles. Sometimes they're good.



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