Everyday, she is exposed to affliction

Wishing they would speak to her with pleasant diction

Instead, she is domineered by them all

She never does feel like she’s good enough…just small

Trying to please them in everything she does

But they never seem to think to show her any love

Only making matters worse

Begging God to take away this atrocious curse

Only able to see monstrosity in her-

They can’t see she has feelings

Though the pain inflicted upon her is excruciating,

She still has hope for a providential healing