Scars

When in those days that girl was trapped in that world where everything was so confusing.
Everyone was so fake, such hypocrites, and she was lost in that world where she had a lot of questions and she found answers in everyone whom she met.
But do you think it was so easy for her?
Of course not, her soul was ripped and tore apart by every single person she tried to find answers in. Every single person....
And she was hoping a place .... The safest place where every single child is found, her dad's arm.
That dad who could have took her for a walk by taking her in his shoulder
That dad who could have helped her learn cycling
And wipped her tears when she will be hurt emotionally or physically
But.......
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..... She walked alone in those woods not in anyone's shoulder
..... She fell a lot of times and got alot of scars while learning cycling , some healed, some still hurts but all alone
..... She did cry alot , well she do cry now too, and a best company all the time is her pillow , no-one else
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Scars still hurts but no more places left in there to be ripped