Slightly crazy writer and passionate educator for those who struggle
You are dead to the world
No one sees you
And those who know you
Don’t seem to care.
You fight the world
At every turn
It doesn’t care
One child,
Lost.
Battling living
A war you fight
But you don’t want to win
Just stop and let someone help you
Just stop and let someone in.
But you know
You have known for years
That letting some one in
Hurts you more in the end.