I am writing in search of answers
To questions I dare not speak
It is always the same one
how could you do that to me
i was only a child
I know you will dismiss this
You have always since I have been grown
I am still warp-minded
In that area
Why do you not still try
Are you in pain
Because I am, always
I was so young
But never young enough for you
You lucked out
Having a child who heals quickly
And never spoke
Do you know what you did
Over and over
Making me a toy for your amusement
My one true question is
Why
After years of writing
I called you
I asked why
And you responded
With a question of your own
Simply saying
Why not

Casandra O’Brien

 
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