whose fault?

all the hours i spend crying cause the world was too rough for me all the years i spend daydreaming, zoning out and living in my head cause the responsibilty was too much for me and now years are done and i finally realise that it wasn't my fault. i was a child, i shouldn't had to be your therapist, i shouldn't had to hold the family together, i should never felt this unloveable. i still do. i should have been happy, i should have been safe, and i should have been loved for beeing me, not for beeing there for you. you were an adult, i was just a child. it was your fault.