When will I become good enough?
When will I be loved?
When will you tell me that I've made you proud?
Why am I so different?
And when will I stop being hated?
When will the darkness fade?
When will you stop calling me worthless?
Why am I so alone>
When will you stop beating on me?
When will the bruises go away?
When will you stop tearing me down?
Why am I so hurt?
When will I feel important?
When will someone care?
When does the pain stop?
Why can’t I let go?
- Authors: Cynthia Whittaker (Pseudonym), Willow_Wander, sinisterdragon321
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- Finished: February 27th, 2018 17:30
- Limit: 9 stanzas
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