Nov 24
I wish that I was free,
From the triggers within me.
They hold me down,
Crush and break my spirit.
Sometimes they make me feel worthless,
And sometimes misunderstood,
You only ever get one childhood.
Nobody knows how I feel,
In my triggers, everything is real.
Than I see the misery,
That once surrounded me.
Things weren’t good,
My stolen childhood.
Dottie the good thing is you give your grandchildren a great childhood and they will have lovely times growing up and that’s down to you and Robert x
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