One Job, My dream Job

Crying, lying and fear is what they see and feel.

To want someone to hold them when it gets to much to deal

It takes someone with a lot of strength and emotional edurance,

To see what children and mothers alike go through

The abuse and misguiding truths they were told.

One day, i will have to see this pain.

To hear and tremble.

To do with the best of my knowdlege to help comfort those who needs it most.

To be work with Human Resources and Social work is a tough job.

Expecially for a young girl

Who has been there once before and had no one to comfort and care.

One who wants to make a difference, if someone would give her the chance.

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