My parents said they're proud
Of everything I've accomplished.
I've always wanted to be loved but that seems like a distant wish.
But then there comes a time where an opinion can change the game.
I fight my battles daily, come home and feel numb from the pain.
It's hard to know you're unwanted, and thought of as a screw up.
Because you've honestly tried your hardest but that doesn't seem to be good enough.
I sit and dream about the day that they'll come to accept me.
But then again it's a dream, and I'm still fighting to break free.
I've gone through some shit that children shouldn't even go through.
But I guess that's the consequences when she sees someone else through you.
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Broken Little Girl
RandomJournal entries from a broken girl who wants her story known. It's hard to tell your story when no one wants to listen so she pours her heart out to the paper. Her best friend is her pen & Her life is on the pages.