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Prolong

Orphan. That is the name, or 'label' I grew up with. It hurt at first but over time, I just stopped caring.

How I became an orphan is something I never want to remember again so I just avoid the question outright.

I had accepted my fate long ago so when people call me an orphan or look at me with pity; I don't care.

I don't need anyone's pity, I'm no longer that little girl who would cry for her parents on stormy nights. I learnt my lesson the hard way, I don't cry on stormy nights anymore, I no longer have the hope that my parents will come back

'Orphan',that label will now always define me; I can't change that.

I am what you want to see, no one know me they only know what I want to show them, and that's all they'll ever see

I don't plan on getting hurt again so if I have to push people away and remain alone that's exactly what I'll do

I won't break anymore because there's nothing left to break

I'm better off alone then with with the shackles of human relations

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