You're Not Him

You're not him

You're not the man who laid his hands on me

Who caused violet, pinks and blues on my skin

Who made me bleed from the sharp belt

Who calls me a dumbass, a brat, spoiled 

Who pulls my hair in public 

Humiliates me in front of my family 

Throws things my way and destroys our father daughter relationship 

You don't lay your hands on me 

You 

always ask about how I feel 

You 

make sure I'm fed

You 

make everything

 feel safe and at home

A home I was never familiarized with 

Without you I would've never discovered that the things I've been through aren't normal 

I want my life back

With your support I'm slowly but surely making progress 

because you're not him 

I love you