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Parents should be two nurturing trees, raising
their children like new branches.
But in our family, Dad was absent.
He thought that as long as money was there,
he didn’t need to worry about anything.
Mom ignored me, spoiling Lily, compensating
for the security she should have received
from Dad.
Lily, seemingly well–nourished, lacked
resilience.
She was spoiled and entitled, taking
everything for granted, wanting Mom’s sole
attention.
She even used her weak health to get
attention.
I withered in the lack of nourishment,
becoming hollow and dry.
My only desire was for Mom and Dad to love
me a little.
This desire made me neither ask nor rebel,
making me swallow the hated pig liver.
In the end, we all became misshapen.
But now, I don’t want to rely on their meager
nourishment, I don’t want to be a hollow
branch.
I want to be my own tree.
