Sightless

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They don't believe me,
They don't hear me,
They can't see me
They didn't care 'bout my side,
I am their child !
They gave me scar,
I cried a lot !
They have no time
I get tired ...
They knew it right?

Poetry / poem By Cristelle C.LWhere stories live. Discover now