My Teacher

Every time I was bad
You hurt me
By beating me
Or your sadistic games
The physical scars can fade
But can never vanish
The emotional scars
Are forever present
I follow your patterns
When I am bad
I hurt myself
Bleeding, wondering
Why have I done this?
What's wrong with me?
Nothing is wrong with me
I am acting how I was taught
It just so happens
I had you for a teacher
And you were wrong

Sophie...a youth