I am invisble,
Transparent,
Clear.
Nobody cares,
Can't see me,
or hear.
Last night,
I was beaten,
They thought they were lies.
Nobody cares,
About the tears that I cry.
I'm just a wuss,
Who can't take a hit,
A kick,
An unpleasant slit.
I want to fight,
But nobody will listen,
I'm just a brat,
Wasted space.
Author notes
Contest: Option 1: write in the view of a child's eyes.
Neon.
A contest entry
- Second Annual April is Abuse Awearness Month. by FallenFromGrace1102.
1000 points, ended May 10, 51 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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Wow this is so sad. The emotions are very strong and real. Great job and keep on writing!!!
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thank you
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Powerful write. Keep up the beautiful work I wish you the best of luck in my contest and thank you for entering this piece. I think that this is all to true for some children and also that you captured it very well. Spread the awearness.
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