Like A Lamp

by Brye Jones   Jul 5, 2008


Everyday I feel like a lamp.When you are on, you have a moment.Then when you are off, you are just there for looks.You are invisible.No one knows how my life is.My mom doesn't really pay attention to me.I don't feel like I'm part of my family.I feel like I'm a mistake.

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