An empty chair an empty child
To be destroyed in a way Thinking I've escaped my childhood full of jeers and bullying to find that the same thing is running up
About to snatch me from my feet. I am determined to find myself again and I will and I will smile and I will not go crazy
I will smile and I will not go crazy
For I have been bullied my whole life, families, teachers, classmates alike, always remembered to let her know how much we hated her
I will not punch too high and I will seek joy rather than pleasing others at the determent of myself
I feel ashamed to have even dared to come near you, I feel ugly inside, like I was always ugly inside. Like I went back to that little girl who could not defend herself against the big bad wolves. And no one has any sympathy for a girl like me because I am hated.
Over and over and over and over again.
Every time I think the world has given me a little bit of mercy something else comes my way to knock my joy away. My joy has been taken away from me countless times I fight. and keep fighting, until I cannot fight anymore
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Clouded Dreams
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