Therapy

This is my forum
My way of shouting with written words
My fear and insecurity
Will not allow these silent screams
To be heard by actual ears
They will not allow me to speak of
The way I feel about the fact
That my father overlooks my birthday
And appears to view his only daughters
As inconveniences
Or the fact that every day
I talk myself into and out of
Then back into a relationship
With the man I love
Are my needs important?
Why do I feel like a supplement
To your incomplete life
Like someone once said
I only write you these pretty words
Because the truth would scare you