Who am I?

Who Am I?

Confused, Terrified, Unworthy Inside

Smiles, Bright, Cherished Outside

Does everyone think this way or Is it just me?

As the starting point of a child's book is about to unwrap here to see. 

A pure girl looses her innocence because of untold tale.

She screamed and cried, but everything she did was a fail.

Used and shaking; she finally stopped.

As a fish was finally done flopped.

Looking at the ceiling with no expression, 

Now and always with great depression. 


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