dead part of me

I used to be very happy little girl. I was always smiling. I loved being with others, seing their smile. But now that part of me, that little girl is already dead. She died few years ago, because she was always all alone. Nobody never cared about her. Nobody wanted to spent his time with her. She was born only because such a stupid mistake. Her parents never wanted to have a child. She was just a burden to them. She dreamed of having friends so badly, but she was so shy not confident at all, so it was a little bit difficult for her. […]