Why

A poem asking why i am treated thus.

Why do I feel like this?
Why do I feel nothing I do is  good enough?
Why do I feel worthless?
Why?

Why can't I tell them my darkest fears?
Why don't they know my deepest dreams?
Why don't they care how I feel?
Why?

Why do I cry myself to sleep most nights?
Why do I try so hard when I know it is still useless?
Why do I tell them things when they aren't interested?
Why?

Why do I feel so inadequate?
Why have I felt unloved since dad died?
Why can't I trust my abilities?
Why?

Why do I care what they think?
Why do I try to involve them in my life?
Why does it hurt so much when we fight?
Why?

Why do I cry when they shout?
Why do I wish for words of love and praise?
Why do I wish for acceptance?
Why?

Why do I feel rejection is imminent?
Why can I no longer trust as much as I wish to?
Why can't I have freedom of personality?
Why?

Why can't they see, that this is me?
Why don't they know I can't change who I am?
Why wont they love me for me?
Why not truly accept me?
Why?