There was a little girl and
She wanted to dance,
She wanted to sing,
She wanted to play a guitar,
She wanted to make art,
She wanted to just be.
!Oh but what a surprise¡
Her own family destroy her dreams.
One.
By.
One.
There is she now
Feeling the weight of her dreams in her back
Watching the truth in the face of her dad
Crying and fighting
She will never give up.
Osmara N. Villanueva
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Delusion
PoetryAn idiosyncratic belief or impression that is firmly maintained despite being contradicted by what is generally accepted as reality or rational argument, typically a symptom of mental disorder.
