Rotten like an apple
No one to hold on
That makes me pitiful
Because I felt nothing
What if nobody loves me?
What if they just want me to be dead?
Well, who am I to begged.
For I was just an unknown.
An unknown person who cries —
Like an abandoned cat at the alley.
Everyone was far away from me
Making me feel like a trash.
My father's new wife makes me her slave
Locked me in a basement when father's not around
Mocking me always but then I didn't even try to fight
Because being unknown will help me to stand up again.
©paincrest
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