What a sad little girl,
a sorry little girl you are.
Too small for your age
too boney.. too awkward
wipe off your tears, and
clean up the blood
We can't see you
We won't see you like this
Silly little girl
Who do you think you are?
Are you someone?
Are you worthwhile?
Don't kid yourself, sweetheart
You think you have control
YOU ARE NOTHING
YOU ARE NOTHING
clean your face
comb your hair
and for once, be normal
if you could just keep it inside
Just keep it to yourself
Why did you let it out?
How could you ruin your family
This is all your fault
ALL YOUR FAULT
You ruined everything
and now nothing will be the same
Goodbye Mother,
I hope youre happy with him
A six year old doesn't need a Mommy
That man isnt my father
He stole from me
my youth
my innocence
my family
my soul
I am nothing
maybe I never was....
Author notes
I think this is pretty obvious.. but this is about how I used to see myself. When I was young, my step father did some inappropriate things to me.. and as a result, my mother gave me and my brother up. She would rather be with a man who violated her children, then be a real mother.. for years I blamed myself, maybe I still do to an extent.
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gosh, very very powerful piece hun, it was so powerfull. you really spat those words onto the paper with all the hatred you had.
and it is not your faul, you were six! a mother should put her children first.
it seems you have come far, the fact that you can write it down shows your strengh and determination, thank you for sharing it with us and if you need to talk u know where i am xx
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