Chapter 19: Hidden Away.
I am hidden away,
out of sight out of mind.
They no longer have to see me and I prefer it that way.
They no longer have to pretend to care.
It is so much nicer knowing they don't care.
I am hidden away.
Hidden away so that I don't destroy their reputation.
I want my mom on the nights I can't sleep.
I want to know my dad will always protect me.
I want to be little again when my parents loved me.
Instead I sit in a white dress,
in a white room,
filled with the cries of the other peopel here,
Wishing I wasn't being hidden away from society.
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PoetryShe was perfect. Well what everyone else saw was perfect. What they did not see was not so perfect. The depression, the jagged scars on her burning wrists and thighs, the tears she wept at night after the fights, the bruises left on her body by her...
