you don't deserve my innocence
the fake childhood I know
all my fears, the weeks
I became unknown
the disowned child
without a place to stay
people are selfish
never wanting to help me
a little food
would be acceptable
please,
I'm so weak.
Forgive me for the inconvenience
for the minutes I stole
maybe you could be kind
and let it go
please,
do it just for the girl
the girl unknown
Author notes
not quite a poem. I don't know what to call it. Just words written down. enjoy.
Comment please. Just tell me what you think. Thanks.
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I really like this. Sometimes “just words written down” make the best reads. Thanks for sharing this, and keep up the great writing.
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i like it
maybe technically not a poem, but a good piece of writing. And touching
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