The model of abuse

I'm scared
Destroyed
Noone really hurt me
Nothing to complain abaot
But I'm hurting like the real ones.
I'm just perfectly abused
So Geniuses taist me
Tormented me so Noone could see
The golden thin line they kept,
Keeping sosiety from seeing it.
Just Satan's shild
But nothing really wrong ever happend.
Just the threatening Woises,
The ugly commanding abusing Woises in my head.

Once I was hitten with a belt, and then they beat me for eating food then they sent me to a sadist who mistreated me.
Then I became dangerous.

But nothing really happened to me.

Hurting
But can't complain

The model of torture, filth and danger