Voices

Mom, Dad, I hope you are doing well. Because honestly I am going through hell. And I don't expect you to understand. Because NOBODY else can. I can't even say that I'm fine. Because honestly that's another line. Another line that was drawn. Because of the fact that I was used as a pawn. I always had to be tough. Because I was never enough. I'll always be misunderstood. Because my life is something that one never could.

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Beata Agustin

Date: 5/14/2024 6:24:00 AM

Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts on a sad reality through your unique poetic style. Welcome to Poetry Soup. I welcome you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.