At night,
In bed,I lay,
No sleep,
I lay awake.
In this world,
I feel alone,
Full of screems,
In this home.
I have so many fears,
Many leave me behind,
But in the end,
They keep me alive.
I want a better family,
And friends of my own,
One that's there for me,
And doesn't leave me all alone.
All of me life story,
Behind bars and glass,
This is how life was,
Living in the past.
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Author's footnotes and comments on this Poem:
So hard to look back, but all I see is the same thing
