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Dearly Belovedeth; parents and wards,
Why do we have to feel alone, neglected and lost?
When we have you still standing six feet and above,
“If you cared enough about the pain you felt
while you pushed us into this world of pain and tears,
You should understand our emotions
and not make our emotions stand under you,
Care about our vision; our decisions,
Do not enforce your wish: parental jurisdiction
But open a room for communication,
Do not just bark down instructions,
Listen carefully to our pleas and crying,
Enjoy our tease and whining,
We see you as our parents: every child first friend,
We plead Sue us not to a side so we do not commit Suicide

Does our struggle always have to begin with you?
Our quest for love, fight for attention?
Sometimes you make us your pain, how sad.
You give instructions we dare not question.
Regardless of how alone it makes us.
So close, yet so far from us too.
Drawing conclusions without understanding our plights.
Killing every bit of courage with hateful words.
We come as gifts, help us feel like it.
Breed us with love, shower us with affection.
While overthrowing the slightest suicidal thought with longing for life..

By

HernameisOyin et Sir. Tomisin Eshton.

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