I Was
Born I was
To a couple who would teach to love and cherish every moment of every day
Raised I was
To never say anything mean, to never act with unkindness in my heart
But schooled I was
To protect myself from the slurs, the stabs, the disdain of those around me
Left I was
To crawl home with broken self esteem, tears not hidden until the pain started
Tortured I was
Into a girl who hides behind a mask of anger, fierceness and insults
Thrown I was
Into a position of protecting myself by becoming hard as stone
Born I was
To love
Broken I was
Into hate
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