youngest child
I'm the youngest can't you see I sit here wondering when you'd play with me my heart saddens when you don't my mind sinks like a broken boat all I wish is for attention from my hero's but the percentage of that happening is 0 when I sit and think my pain will go away I sit thinking of a sunnier day one where we laugh and play instead I sit alone all day my mind stuck in pain I'm the youngest can't you see I get told "get away from me" but I merely wanted love but all I get is none with fear and anger boiled my feelings coiled my heart breaking each time a seater glass on a line I'm the youngest can't you see
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