When I was born I was promised the world
But I was born into a world
Where my parents grew up to only survive
Where family to my mom was merely blood
But to my father was more than life
I grew up in a world
That I knew disliked me
But it didn't matter
Because I didn't think there was
Anything about myself to dislike
When I was nine
A girl the same age as me
Spat words at me so harshly
It left a mark
Not physically but I still feel it deep down
And I will grow up
And grow old
With these moments
And times etched into my soul
Scarring my heart
Teaching me something I never wanted to learn
Posted in response to the challenge Teenager: In Writing.
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