When you were young, it was what you feared
You didn't want another night of lonely tears
No one understood what you were going through
Nobody else saw through the pretty cover like you
A family is what your supposed to take comfort in
How can you, when the abuse never ends?
As you grew up, you looked forward to the night
nobody to see you do what you like
no pain to run away from
No beatings to come
Your friend darkness your troubles you tell
No longer will you live in your own private hell
The only one to here you cries
the one to help heal and get you by
Cool poem. Kind of interesting and sad. Oooooooooh. Wow, I like the poem. cool one. Like the tittle, but why is II?
Oh well. Good one.
Have a nice and beautiful life!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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