Hungry for Love
I wanted you to love me.
I thought you were my friend.
I thought you were there to protect me.
With you being the older one.
But instead you looked on.
A while down the line you did the same.
Each time it was a different person.
My lack of trusting crap.
I was looking for a friend.
But instead I found you.
All of you who would abuse me.
You all thought it was fun.
But to you, you know who you are.
Why did you do that just why?
poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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