DEAR PENPAL PEOPLE, I don't even know if I am her anymore:\
I am silenced beneath
dropped to rage in peace
I am aloned born
crafted head lonely worn
I am abused again
manipulated in blind to the said
I am saddened depressed
repressed too much till death
I am nightened a lot
mooned in the soul shot
I am painted black
darkened no rainbows seen back
I am cried tears
abandoned for good of fear
selfish no one cares
to see how human small I mere
------ravenfeels