be nice, be good
smile through the hurt, it's nothing
be a cook, a maid, a nurse
an endless void to yell into
be happy, be grateful
others have things so much worse
be a warm body
conveniently always there
be quiet, be silent, be invisible
then dare to question the lack of affection
be haunted by the words
"when have you given me reason for it?"
© coldscars