Once upon a time
There was a little girl
Full of frustrations
With a storm inside
That girl was me
I was a kid
One of the tough once
I was outwardly responding
Hot-tempered
And very stubborn too
You might call it
A bad mix
But I had good sides too
Thank God for that
I wouldn’t have managed life without
There was a place in me
There liked silence things
To paint and draw
To use my imagination
My huge beloved fantasy
It was a hard time
The big kids knew
That the fury in me
Wasn’t controllable
It had to come out
They teased me
By calling me names
Bad names
I hated those names
To them it was fun
I remember how I felt
Humiliated and sad
Misunderstood and angry
Unable to understand
Why me
For many years
I was a girl
Who cried in my heart
I had one big wish:
To be like anyone else
I remember how badly
I wanted to be accepted
And respected by the other
I wanted to be popular
And feel no pain inside
Today I don’t feel that way
I remember how it felt
And that does limited me today
In the way I handle feelings
Personal stuff
It can be hard
To let anyone in
Because some place in me
I still feel like that little girl
Who didn’t feel good enough to anyone
The fear in me
To disappoint the people around me
Is still there
The fear of being humiliated
Is still there
But most of the time
I smile
Think life is beautiful
Hard
But definitely beautiful
So ... I grow up
Become a more whole person
Than I ever thought I could be
And the little girl ...
She has become an adult
Author notes
This is my memories. When you are a kid, you don't se things very clear... And often you feel more misunderstood than you really should be. Today I wonder wether poeple around me really were mean to me or I just was a very proud and stobborn kid who overinterpreted it all or some of it. I don't know, but I remembering FEELING that way.
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Comments
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Ouch! This is one the saddest poems I have ever read, my dear. I really feel for you - you are one of my oldest friends, yet of that pain I knew nothing.
I just hope that I haven't been too ignorant of your pain
Just one tiny request on my part - if you ever want to talk about it, call me. All I am saying is that If you ever need a friend, remember me, will you?
See you soon Majija
Cheer up or at least try to, will you?
With love
Zarok
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