The word I hate, the most detested of all,
makes me so angry by blood starts to boil.
A word chosen for recognition alone,
the making of a slave to keep me at home. .
It reminds of a time when life was full of fear,
too small to defend myself, nobody cared.
To hear this word meant only one thing,
times ticked down for another hiding.
A trapped little child with nowhere to run,
hardly ever allowed to have any real fun.
This word made me want to never be the same,
a frightened little child scared of my own name.