I miss peace
because it never asks me for any fees.

I miss love
because it brings gladness to me like a dove.

I miss happiness
because it never made me feel any less.

I miss being in joy
like how i used to feel when i received toys.

I miss being cheerful
because now i am being used just as a tool.

At most of the part
i miss being me
because i hate what i am supposed to be.

#judypens
i penned this a day before our holiday. Because the level of torture was really on its peak.

© jessj