“Mom, please wake up. Dad’s with a slut, and your son is smoking cannabis.” Everyone thinks that we’re perfect
Please don’t let them look through the curtains.
Perhaps I’ve been numb to this concept of fidelity, that physically being in complete family is more important than the trust and relationship of a married couple. How messed up is that? The porcelain covering of a family being perfect, with a good house, good family, good children, good everything. This facade doesn’t just apply to outsiders, it’s even a mask within the family. All these problems, swept under the carpet, leaving Her hurt, abandoned, and useless. Your tiger teeth, grinning ear to ear when you’re elated to see us, yet your face stone cold when you glance at Her, as if you have the liberty and authority to abuse Her emotionally and treat Her like she’s nothing. Raising your voice, to thumb Her down and invalidate Her emotions.
The perspective of a girl, witnessing all that goes on in her family and yet has no power whatsoever to change a thing. No desire even. Maybe that’s why I enjoy listening to Melanie Martinez. Being told one’s emotions are invalidated, is the worst possible thing. To be told that the way you feel means nothing, isn’t worth anything.
Throw on your dress and put on your doll faces.