The will of an abused child.

I wish you never left me out to sleep on cold corridor.
I wish you didn't hit or insult me in the presence of others.
I wish you never treated me like I was not an offspring.
I wish you never hit me hard that blood gushed from my skin.

I wish you gave me chance to express my self.

I was a child with a beautiful vibe and dream.
Outspoken but you suppress and kill my voice.

You reprimanded me more than you rewarded me.
Now I live in fear and yet you compare me to others.

As a child I hit the earth void.
Nature and nurture got me like this.
But nurture was the most.

You saw me more like a helpless and hopeless thing rather than a human.

Don't ever judge me.
For I will never give you chance to.
You helped me grow tough skin when you were tough on me.

I wish you raised me with love.

If you will let me speak my mind.
I will tell you, you would have done better.
©ifynoella