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Jul 2018
HE IS MY BABYSITTER
AND I AM THE BABY
EVEN THOUGH HE CARED ME
LIKE I AM HIS BABY
WHY DOES HE ADORES ME SO MUCH??
WHY DOES HE KEEP ME HAPPY SO MUCH???
I DON'T KNOW ABOUT THAT AND
I DOUBT THAT I WILL EVER FIND
SUCH A BABY SITTER WHO WILL NEVER MIND
REALLY NEVER MIND CLEANING MY **** AND WASHING MY BODY
AS YOU SEE
MY FATHER WAS A WORKAHOLIC
NEVER FOUND TIME FOR ME
MY MOM WAS A NATURAL ALCOHOLIC
NEVER THOUGHT ABOUT ME
THE BABYSITTER
HE
HE PLAYED WITH ME
HE WATCHED ME OVER
SO THAT I DO NOT FALL
HE HELPED ME
IN EACH AND EVERY STEP WHERE I NEEDED
NEEDED MY REAL PARENT
HE WAS THERE LIKE A
A REAL PARENT
EVEN IF IT WAS A
PROGRAM IN WHICH I PARTICIPATED
EVEN IF IT WAS PARENTS MEETING
OR EVEN SO IT BE TAKING ME
OUT FOR EATING
HE WAS THERE
WHEN THE THUNDER CLAPS IT'S LIGHT
AND I CRY WITH FEAR
HE WAS THERE
I ADORED HIM HIM LIKED HIM
WISHED HE WERE TO BE
MY REAL PARENT
  SCOLDED ME
EVEN MY TEACHER SCOLDED ME
BUT HE KISSED ME IN CHEEKS
LICKED MY TEAR
AND WOULD
WOULD BE HAPPY IN MY ACHEIVEMENT
IN EVERY SENSE HE WAS LIKE MY REAL PARENT
SO HOW CAN I NOT TELL
I LIKED HIM MORE THAN MY
MY ACTUAL PARENTS
SO HOW CAN I NOT TELL
I LOVED HIM MORE THAN MY
MY ACTUAL PARENTS
Written by
AAYARA ZAYN  16/M/NEPAL
(16/M/NEPAL)   
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