As we get older, the world gets colder.
Not everyone really cares.
We're suck being alone cause nobody, nobody can hear.
Hear our cries for help or our cries of doubt.
The taunting of our scars is enough to make us shout.
When we scream, it's of fear.
Because of this, we wish we wasn't here.
We want freedom, we want help.
But all that comes with a price,
A price we can't pay.
For we need our lives but you can take them away.
As we get older, the world gets colder.
And death will never be are only choice.
As we get older, we are no longer stronger.
We lose love to this hopeless world.
Really afriad of loseing ourselfs and not knowing anyone anymore.
As we get older, we are strong and the world is colder,
Cause rape is a joke and victims are the wrongs.
Every girl at the age if 13 becomes a statistic to a category society has made for you and me.
Where if he hits you, he likes you.
That's the road to abuse.
When the only marriage you known to last was Mary and Joseph out of our bibles we read.
Cause if you where a skirt above your knees,
you count as slut
And if you where jeans tat look manly,
You're a dike who likes Chicks.
As we get older,
Society fucks us over.
Fuck the foster kids.
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Foster Kids
Short Story"Being born was just a reason enough to not love us." Toni Ann and Victor Tate is really different from each other, very different, like on a whole different social class from each other but on a class field trip, they realize they have one thing in...
