Please can you hear me I know I’m small To you I might not matter at all
I feel pain and love as well Words sting, I feel their shame To you I might not matter at all
I cry at night, hot tears of shame Soak my pillow with wretched pain To you I might not matter at all
So listen now, I’m someone too You carried me and gave me life I’d like to know to you I matter a lot
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Posted: May 2013
About this poem:
I wrote this a little while ago in response to an article I read about child abuse ... abuse does not always mean physical ... it can be something as simple as neglect
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