Like Me Poem by Brianna Wilshusen

Like Me



Noone's like me,
Noone would know.
Hurt and abused,
How could you know?

With my past,
Is it possible?
To die happily,
or alone.

If only you knew,
What it was like.
If you were just,
Well, just like me.

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