Sometimes I wish I wasn’t brought up like how I was

Photo by Ali Karimiboroujeni on Unsplash Sometimes I wish I wasn’t brought up like how I wasSometimes I wish I didn’t know how to loveWhat are all these feelings good forWhen eventually they must kneel before the mind My mother raised me to believe that the world is cruelAnd therefore your home will never bebut what do IContinue reading “Sometimes I wish I wasn’t brought up like how I was”

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