You used to love me but that love has died. It is now time for me to edmitt to my true hatred inside. I have lived my life full of tears and pain. When will I reach the finish line to this horrible game? You yell and scream at me, I am just a silly child. I wish to be happy be joyful and wild. No friends at school I need my family,you have no idea how it is to be me. I long to feel your motherly touch, or is that to much.You have two children, though it seems you have one. Don't you remember me, your duaghter not son. So when I am older and you finally see what you have done to poor little me, don't regret or cry because I will always be their, even when you lay down and die.