All Around

where ever she goes
all around hatred grows
'you're so annoying'!
they'd cry as her tears are pouring
'i wish you'd dropp dead.'
she hears over and over in her head
and so she cries at night
and as she turns out the light
she prays to the Lord above
'why can't I feel love'?
and as her tears flow
God looks down below
a tear rolls down his cheek
as his child feels so weak
so the little girl sleeps
as her Heavenly Father weeps
and I'm lying here crying
because that little girl is me

poem by Arianna Loshnowsky
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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