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Jul 2020
One years old I’m a baby in a crib laughing and crying
My skin is clear no cuts or scrapes
I’m perfectly happy

A few years pass and I’m only 5
My life turns into a mess
I fall a lot and I am being yelled at for things I didn’t do

More years pass of screaming and yelling
I’m like 8 years old
I have scratches and scrapes and bruises and scars
I even needed stitches

Im 10 years old
I’ve been bullied and jumped and tortured and harassed
But no one notices it

I’m 15 years old now and life is horrible
I’m thinking about the bad in life
And am hurt mentally and physically
I have all the scars from my past years

I just wanna give up
My life has been a waste although I’m still young
I mean I have good friends that care about me
but idk anymore...
...Idk what to do about myself...
Gwendelyn Acosta
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Gwendelyn Acosta  16/F/USA
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