• lathastyles 5w

    I feel like a child again
    Hearing their voices
    In my mind...
    Am begging, praying
    That they would stop
    They kept goin' on
    Judging me

    As unfair as it was,
    I had hope
    That they would see me
    Not for my skin,
    Not for my words.
    But rip my heart open
    And see me for my
    Soul only.