This is a Poem of a traumatic experience I had as a early teen, and how even after telling my family I was overshadowed and the focus still stayed on my older sister who this also almost happened to.
This is a Poem of a traumatic experience I had as a early teen, and how even after telling my family I was overshadowed and the focus still stayed on my older sister who this also almost happened to.
'They say that eyes are the window to the soul,
I disagree,
I say it is the way you do your hair,
The books you read
The things you write
The things you create
And the way you look at the world'
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