Dear Santa

Dear Santa

who are you?

what do you do?

can you help me?

I know this little girl

she is so pretty

so sweet 

so fair

there seems to have been no one like her nowhere

but somtimes I swear that she seems

so sad

so angry

so alone

so out there in her own little world all scared

Dear Santa

can you help her?

can you save her? 

before its to late

im worried that one day

she wont come out toplay anymore

because somtimes when I knock on her door i here yelling

curses

screams 

and when she comes out all I here is lies

dear santa

im scared that she is going to die

she is sick I know this 

so very very sick

but her parents dont care worth a bit

they left her there in her house all alone

crying for somone to take her from her home

Dear Santa,

what can I do

I am but a ghost sitting in her room

im that girl who was abandoned and alone

I died beacuse i was broken 

I died beacuse no one cared

Dear Santa, 

how can I not die?

how can I save myself 

just one more time

if only I could turn back time

Dear Santa,

can I come with you?

I know your not real 

but

even I dont feel real right now too.

Dear Santa,

what can I do?

This poem is about: 
Me
My family
My community
My country
Our world

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