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ONCE A VICTIM, NOW A VICTOR
To my timid memories of growing up
People ridiculed my life style and said I should grow up
I was body shamed and treated badly in every occasion
I had nobody, not even a pet to feel my emotion
Each day of existence turns black
Because I had nothing to treasure and hold back
I always prayed for a lovely night
To lie on my bed to forget how my day turns night
My daily activities became a played story
One game, same actors, super story
Every morning I wake up, I pray for a friend
To grease my head and call me friend
But no, it never happened because I was tagged fat
A word that erased love from my heart
And when I stayed privately in the flat
I always wish I can be like other kids and feel love in my heart...