She.

Location

She walks down the street

With a skip in her feet

Smiling at the people that passed her by; they turned the corner

She released a deep sigh

She waited until they were gone

And then the tears fell

And her heart would swell

Her mind would wander

She would think about the father she never knew

And how her hate for him that slowly grew

She thought of her mother who misunderstood

And how the mother always would

She thought of the dreams that died

No matter how hard she tried

I cried when I realized

That

She was me

 

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