My Little Girl Poem by James Casey
My Little Girl
My Little Girl
This little girl so fair and small
Looks very normal but isn't at all
Born with beauty in physical form
Her mind doesn't function
Like that of the norm
Beautiful child fair in skin
Betrays the torment from
Deep within
Innocent being born with a curse
Mind filled with hatred
Confusion and worse.
Small little feet walking a wire
Chaos emerges synapse misfire!
My little angel in devils disguise
Kept out of view of judge mental eyes
Jim 1976
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4/20/2024 1:06:34 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Forgive my Bipolar, If you knew I was sick when I was so young why didn't you get me help? When I went and got help, he was helping himself to someone else..last time I checked marriage was to be in sickness and in health etc. I never lost my children we both had custody he just had physical custody to keep them in their school. I talk to my children do you? Don't try to make me out to be some kind of monster. Stick to the facts if your gonna write about me on a public forum.