Is it wrong to feel nothing when my mother cries?
Is it wrong that I every time my father screams,

I feel like dying a little more inside?

Is it wrong that sometimes I just want to disappear
From the ones I love?
To live a happy life by myself?
Is it wrong to want to forget about my parents,
When I know they need me both?
Is it wrong to run through a wheat field,
Feel the wind through my cheeks, the sun on my skin,

Fall in love?

Is it wrong to not want to care?
About the troubles that both my guardians are going through?
Is it wrong to always love, but never quite trust the words he says?
I love him so much. And he tries so hard.
Why cant that be enough?

I wish I could feel whole again.