11.08.20
I hate kids
Because all they do is ignore me
They never listen
They think it's funny
When I'm so mad I'm crying
No matter how many times I say it
It just shows how much attention
People pay towards me
I guess they all think I'm joking
I don't think anyone realises
Just how much this affects me
They don't see
Just how damaging
Toxic
And crazy this is
Maybe they think I don't mean it
Or I'm too angry
And sensitive
All kids have done is cause me misery
As soon as they come along
That was it
I felt cast aside
Forgotten
Only remembered when something was wrong
I don't think I'll ever like kids
Or even want my own
At least not until someone loves me enough
To forget these painful memories
To let these scars fade
Maybe then I'll have more of a chance
At healing
I just can't help thinking
Maybe if someone loves me enough
I'll be fixed
Instead of broken
But I know deep down
That'll never happen
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