The Pain Poem by Carla Pizano
The Pain
Why should I go through this pain, the torching pain of being me?
Every day I have to lie, to keep from bearing whom I was born to be.
Every one laughs, every one teases,
However, no one knows the pain I am going through.
The pain I endure,
Is the hatred of whom I have become,
The best friends I have lost,
The laughs I have never laughed,
The blood I have lost,
The tears I have cried….
The pain
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4/19/2024 5:18:46 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Though a pain is the signal of hurt....... a safety alarm that now you should protect yourself and also pain is life and love and friendship and the bond of every heart relation love this pain nice work Carla 10