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How lonely Can a human be ?
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The pain kids go through

They put us in pain,
And to the Devine being I pray.

Hoping I couldn't hear my parents screaming,
Wishing I wasn't breathing.

No such thing as a happy home,
Since I always feel alone.

I love my parents to death,
But all these arguments seem to take my breath.

All this is making me wonder, Does love really exist?
Or is it a form of manipulation we must live and persist?

Shout, beg, cry.
Makes me wanna run and hide.

A child who must watch and endure,
To say something I'm unsure.

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