past reality

you hit us then expect everything to be ok you call us ugly then tell us we are beautiful you say we are worthless then you buy us nice things you beat us then you bribe us not to tell the more we yell the harder you hit the more we say no or stop the longer you hit we say we love you but you just shrug it off you say you hate us that makes us sad you don't feed us then wonder why we steal food you work us till we can't move then wonder why we sleep so often you don't claim us we are your children you say that families can be together forever i say you are fake you are still my mom and dad and we will always be your children but love is love and hate is hate you can't have both with one person i hope you will now that hate is fate and love is great