Ya'll see a strong, happy, brave girl, but that is just one big camoflauge, every night before sleeping, i am to be medicated, so many pills and needles, please, oh please find me a cure, so sick of being a vegetable, while the other little girls shop for clothes and jewlery, i visit the needle store, im tired of being pricked here and there, just let me die already, theres no cure, no use to turn me into a dead brained vegetable, oh please stop this nonsense, and face the fact im not who you want me to be, just let me perish so easily.
Julietta Isla
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/everybody-s-fool-3/
