It's not abuse
She doesn't hit me
But she yells
"It's not abuse," they tell me
There's no bruise
No proof of the mental scars
If you could hear our house at night, you would know
You would understand why I flinch at a raised voice
Why I tense when I hear my name being called
If you could listen to what she tells me
You would know why I feel so worthless
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Deeply personal/autobiographical; specific family trauma and abuse experience
Multiple interconnected ideas: denial, emotional abuse, trauma responses, worthlessness
Strongly negative; despair, worthlessness, psychological pain throughout
Intense emotional charge; sharp declarative statements, staccato opening, building urgency
Approximately 13 lines; falls in 7-15 line range
Some figurative language (mental scars as metaphor, conditional imagery) but mostly direct/declarative
Pure lyric internal voice; first-person intimate reflection on personal experience
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