what I have became

Sanjana Harnandan

becoming different is like

changing your own cloths

having a different style

yes that's me I sanjana harnandan

I have been trough so much

that it hurts for me to cry

things hidden from me that's mine

my own mother turned on me when I needed a mother figure around me

my father just gave up on me like I am a little piece of paper

getting thrown out

he does not call me like how it used to be I call when I need him but that's it we don't have a 

father and daughter relationship its like working with someone you don't even get along with

even do how much it hurts I am here to do what I am supposed to do is eat sleep school have a good job and show them who the real me is 

instead having a favratisim in my family I should be shared and loved equialy but I know it will never happen

but I hope that change will happen less thank 10 years 

and I will watch them run back looking for money as usual that's what my blood it not me my mom and father money lovers 

its so funny money is more then love I guess but its really not I would prefer for myself love is worth than a million dollars

but some people prefer money over love that's how some people are I guess

 

sanjana harnandan 

 

  • Author: Sanjana Harnandan (Offline Offline)
  • Published: October 5th, 2026 10:01
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  • sorenbarrett

    Raw it speaks to the love of money over people. A sense of social pressure that one would rather was not there but has no control over. Well done



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