The To-Do List

I worship you
Raise you up
like mother and father
You comfort me
and beat me silly

I want your approval
I rebel against your needs

Your existence it gives me anxiety
Without you I have no identity

You tell me I matter
I pretend to exist

uneasy
unhappy
I exist.

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