Comfort Me

Comfort me, for I have been hurt one to many times. Sometimes I feel unworthy of love and affection. I have been through way more than any teenage girl should ever have to endure. I feel dirty although I know I am clean. Sometimes I wonder if somebody would just comfort me and tell me how worthy I am. Neglected by my parents, disowned by family. Alone in the world at seventeen with a child on the way. Put into the system three years ago, bounced from placement to placement with no comfort given. I feel as if people can see right through me and they laugh at my pain. Unworthy of being a duaghter, for nobody will claim me as their own. Sometimes I think to myself if only I could fly away to a place where my past doesn't matter and the pain was taken away, would that finally be the place to comfort me?