I was so little that I can't remember when my mom left me
I was so little to understand the pain when my mom was gone
days passed by
I grew little big
but I was just kid
when my dad use to hit me, slap me I shut up my mouth fearing he would beat me more...
when my dad use to beat me with his leather belt I dare not to make sound fearing he would tear me apart ...
days goes by
I grew little big
but I was just kid
I'd be happy to see my dad once a week but he always finds excuses and my mistakes so he can take his anger out on me
I'd be happy to talk to mom once a month but she would always cut the call saying she's busy
I stopped caring I stopped expecting love but I'm human after all
I'd always crave for love
I stopped talking to my dad and mom ...
days passed by
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I'm 19 now I cry thinking about my past about I never told anyone about my suffering I'd shut my mouth because I was just kid after all....