Where is the love?


She yearns for compassion and love but cant find it

Its as if everyone is blindsighted 

How can she be strong if hate is ignited

everywhere she goes people stop and stare

when she judges herself so shamefully,

how can people love her so gracefully?

She wasnt always like this 

She was a carefree, talented and loving girl

She was happy, and unashamed of who she was 

Most importantly, she didnt care about what anybody thought of her

Then ruthless, remorseless wretched fouls came along 

and destroyed the pure, youthful innocence that kept her so alive.

The pain is irreversible.

Who ever has scarred her well being

deserves to be put in a psycho-therapeutic penitentiary.


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