Born In The Bad World Poem by Sierra Staten

Born In The Bad World



Born into a world of hate,
Love forbidden, hidden fate.
Born into a world so cold,
Tattered, torn-
broken, alone.

Living In an ungrateful place,
I've never seen my fathers face,
I'm trying hard to make a stand,
Nobody even lends a hands.

Never do I live, I die,
Most people never truly cry,
Born into a world of grey,
Where love begins and ends in pain.

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Sierra Staten

Sierra Staten

Newman, California
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