DamagedA Poem by MadisonI am damaged. It hurts mentally, more than physically. How do I know that I am damaged?? When I don't trust anybody, including my own mother. When I have to force myself to let my family hug me. When I don't feel anything watching my mom cry. I am damaged.
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Added on May 16, 2018 Last Updated on May 16, 2018 Author
MadisonMarshall, TXAboutI'm a somewhat nice person. I tend to be a loner. I like to be by myself. I like to listen to music because it blocks everyone out. I don't like opening up to anyone. Favorite Color: Purple My Hob.. more..Writing
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