Good Daughter

I have never done anything wrong

I was a good daughter.

I never lashed out.

I sat quietly in the corner.

I was silently living

Waiting for the day.

But why does it feel like it's never enough?

I was still ridiculed

I was painted as the dramatic one.

Craving attention and physical touch from others when you refused.

When the ones you were supposed to trust broke you the most.

How can I be a better daughter?

*original on wattpad