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Eulogy to my younger self.
She wasn't happy
She wasn't ever enough
She tried her very best
But never gained her mother's love.
She was stuck, in a place so dark
There was no escape
Except to put a lock around her heart.
Now every time someone says they love her
She always thinks they lied
Does she know what love is?
No, she doesn't, because now she has died.
That little girl who never gained her mother’s love
Is now dead, and high up above.
Up in the sky so far away
Where no one can hurt her in any way.
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This is a eulogy that I wrote to my childhood self because I never really experienced being a child and having fun. I had to always meet expectations that my mother had set for me but even if I did meet those rules, I was still never. good. enough.