What is it like?

What would it be like,

If my life was different?

If I wasn’t raised in

A horrible environment.

Treated poorly.

Nothing more than garbage

To dispose of at will.

Almost dying to the hands.

Of those wanted to test their theories.

Constantly

Out.

Not knowing when it would end.

The endless S H O C K S of when

I disobeyed.

Not having a name,

But a number instead.

Always in pain,

Never

Ending
Pain!

Alone.

Knowing no one cares for you.

What would it be like,

To feel LOVED,

To be CARED for,

To have a HOME,

To have a FAMILY,

To have a NAME,

And to not having to be

IN P A I N ALL THE TIME?!

What is it like,

To have all the things I don’t,

To have everything I dream of,

To have what is only a wish to me?

Why must I take the sins of those before me?

Why me?

It

Isn't

Fair....