I am a child of the world, ridiculed and abused, I am a child of the world, unloved and used. I am a child forbidden the luxories of life, I am a child of the world, bruised and cut with a knife, I am a child, lonely and depressed, I am a child of the world, feelings unheard and unexpressed. I am a child, whose life is unsheltered and cold, I am an unseen little girl, whose heart has grown old. I am an unseen little girl, whose life has been hidden by the shadows of the world.
Reason for writing:
I wrote this when I was a kid, when I thought the whole world was picking on me. ah sweet adolescence.
Birth sign: Libra
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