The Ordinary
Father is still up for a brawl
Altercations are ongoing
My mom can not tolerate my sister
My sister hates me, and she says the least
On the playground
Mates continue to be enthusiastic about my kin
They always let me scared and cry
Few know nothing but to fight happily
I always have the generosity of a friend
Cordial and simple to go
I can never fit me at home
My mom is waiting to beat me and my sister is waiting to play
I feel sad and bored at home
I can see the tenderness in the evening before bed
I enjoy sleeping because nobody dares to hurt me
Hug of vanity and kisses turn out my sleepless
Litan Dey
You're a little kid again
A boy of 3 years old
Copyright © Litan Dey | Year Posted 2013
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