To my parents

My father gave me everything which I needed or not, I never ask for them..... what I asked I received but brutally he was my first heartbreak, all the lifetime insult...comparison....gender inequality...I tolerated all alone in the four walls of my room.. My mother was never mine, not a single episode of motherhood I felt with her ever... she gave me all the stress and anxiety... but never cause me to feel her presence all around she was my first bully.. The house never felt like home, We were a perfect family from outside They gave me my name,a roof or clothes filled my plate, but not my heart taught me to speak, but never heard made me to be perfect, but ignored my pains love me in their way, but I'm still seeking their love!!!!!