How I Was Made

Wed, 11/15/2017 - 20:44 -- laurin

I've grown up without a voice,

so I'm afraid to speak.

 

I've grown up to yelling,

now that's all I hear.

 

I've grown up to people calling me names,

so that's all I know.

 

I've grown up to disrespect,

now that's all I expect.

 

I've grown up without emotion,

so that's how I'll stay.

This poem is about: 
Me
My family

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