For this innocent young child, the world seems as though she will never enjoy the fruits it bears for everyone else.
She wishes she lived in another dimension where she isn’t broken.
The more she tries to ‘thrive’ the more she hates the world around her even more.
The world is cruel. It has tortured her since birth yet it refuses to stop. It has to be her to take the bullets. She’s too kind to pass it on.
The words she places down absorb emotion, yet help will never arrive no matter where her words are heard or seen.