Izzys Crybaby Poem of the Week

dear all ive harmed and all i will i know you wont listen to my one truthful spill but im sorry for harming you and i always will think back to the days when i was a boy and twelve years came to pass took my innocence,my joy broke all my bones took my heart and my soul and held them all hostage then killed them and stole all i held oh so dear though im only 16 no my only true fear is to leave the one green place the lord hath given me... eden it was now you see i wasnt meant to be the one whom all grudge