Poem -

Frustration

Frustration

I'm getting scolded constantly
And when I defend myself, I get told off again
How am I expected to get scrutinised and not say something?
Attitude is what I'm given
And when I give attitude back
I'm punished for it
When I'm yelled at
I yell back
I'm punished for it
It seems there's no line between what's wrong and what's right
How am I supposed to know if there's no clear guideline?
How am I supposed to know when I've said too much?
How am I supposed to know when I've been too cruel?
How am I supposed to know?
Anything I say or do, I'm given negative feedback
So how do I know how to perceive a situation?
How do I know that if I do something good I won't get scolded for it?
How do I know when someone's being serious or sarcastic?
If I'm not shown through action, how will I ever be fully equipped to say anything?
I can't keep being talked to negatively and not saying something
I can't keep being belittled and just go along with it
I can't keep pretending that I'm ok
And when they see no wrong within themselves or what they have said
I just want to scream and cry
Because it's so frustrating.
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