I was raised like a feral child
Though my playground was a cage
I was kept away from others
I could not with others engage
I could look on and wonder
What it’s like to play
With the other children
I see from my garden each day
But never be a part of their society
Because I was never meant to be free
No one to hug me when I cried
Not when people went and died
I had to do it all alone
Alone and lonely in my home
Without any comfort or kind words
Their only touch was to hurt
Constantly berated for my heart
Don’t be weak we’ll tear you apart
Go back upstairs in your cage
No way to ever assuage the pain
Just you remember, don’t be vain!
You are the devil’s child
Don’t do it again!
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I felt this