Wake up everyday.

Get dressed everday.

Go to school everyday.

Hide everyday.

 

I was young,

Innocent,

Naive.

 

It happened to me.

I didn't know it was wrong.

It scars me.

 

I was older,

No longer innocent,

Still naive.

 

It happened again.

Only worse.

 

My parents find out,

I begin my spiral down hill.

 

Only a tween.

Regaining my innocence,

My naivity growing as well.

 

Depression,

Alone,

Suicide.

 

My parents find out,

The spiral moves faster.

 

A teen.

Not innocent.

Still naive.

 

They all whispered sweet nothings.

They all said "I love you".

As if it is okay to use a young girl.

A naive girl.

A borken girl.

 

They claimed they would help me.

They claimed that I needed them.

That I wouldn't survive without them.

 

Soon enough I was alone.

 

Seen as a slut,

A whore to my community.

 

Seen as a disappointment to my family...

Or so I thought.

 

I faced many trails.

Trails I can not bear to tell.

 

I am Seventeen.

Depression,

Anxiety,

Lonliness.

 

However,

At Seventeen.

I have have paved a new path.

 

I have succeed in defeating my demons.

Joy,

Love ,

Family.

 

I am only Seventeen.

Yet I am only who I am,

And who I am, it still growing.