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May 2020
What I see sickens me
Judged on size
It feels unfair
Skin color, gender,
Ones not as good me
it's so sad to see
Even though this I don't believe
Speak up, no one listens
Your just a kid
What I see, think, feel
Doesn't matter
On no I'm mad
I'm shattered
This isn't how I thought the world was
In one month my view is ruined
Written for my son realizing life isn’t always fair or pretty.
Sheila Greene
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Sheila Greene  45/F/Dallas, TX
(45/F/Dallas, TX)   
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