Hidden
I see parentshug
kiss
their child as they greet.
It's plain to see
the love they share
within their eyes.
My blood turns to green
with envy.
Do I get kisses?
NO!
I get, "Get the hell away!"
Do I get tender touches?
NO!
I get a closed fist to my cheek
and a swift kick to my gut.
Seeing the loving relationship
that other kids have
with their parents,
makes me wonder.
Is it me?
Am I devil child?
Am I unlovable?
Am I stupid?
Ultimately I ask
if there is a God
does He hate me too?
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