When they play the role of the parent every now and then, I feel a little bit of hope spark up again. Yet, as soon as it comes, I get beaten again, neglected as if nothing ever happened. I can't even hate them because they are trying their best. I wish I could just hate them. I wish I could just turn my back on them and never feel the little piece of hope spark up because I know it's just going to backfire on me. It always does.