Hate to break it to you
But self-deprecating humour
Is not cute
It is not funny
It's sad
It's self-abuse
Because you've been so accustomed
To the abuse of others
You began using it as self-defence
Instead of feeling insulted
As you damn well should
You'd just laugh it off
And follow suit
And pelt yourself
With the same insults
Degrade yourself
With the same intensity
Until you believed all the lies
That they told you
About who you are
And what you could
And couldn't do
Because when you didn't
Do as they did
When you cried
When you fought back
When the pain
They battered you with
Became too much
They told you
That you were too sensitive
They said
You couldn't take a joke
They ridiculed you all the more
But the reality of it is
They were abusing you
And they brainwashed you
Into giving your permission
For them to hurt you
Hate to break it to you
But it was not okay
It was never okay
And now that you removed yourself
From their toxicity
And try to speak reason to them
They sneer at your earnest requests for
Respect, kindness, genuine love
They reject these foreign concepts
Try to abuse you at arms length
Until you have no choice
But to retreat again
To keep yourself whole
And intact
Because it is still
Not okay
That doesn't make you selfish
That doesn't make you wrong
It simply means you love yourself
In the way that those who were supposed to
Didn't
About the Creator
A. R. Ambrosi
I like to write, if that makes me a writer, then rock on!
I started writing as a child because I ran out of stuff to read. So, I only write stuff that I like. If you like it too, awesome! Enjoy! ^_^
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