Hope
Everybody has hope right?
Wrong.
I no longer have hope.
I had hope for years, but then I lost it.
Because I lost my mom and my dad beat me.
I no longer thought I mattered.
I had friends.
They just laughed and said poor you.
I just think it is normal.
I think it is normal for this all to happen.
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