Not Okay

I hate the way you raise me up

and encourage me to to do it myself

when without realising

you’re sometimes that which knocks me back

down

again

I hate the way you talk to me

in front of them

in front of me

Like it’s okay

when it’s not

It’s not

I’m not

Okay.

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