This is me.
I am Bradley.
I am alone.
I am a dragon filled with rage.
I feel like a book with no pages.
I wonder if I’ll see daylight again.
This is me.
Bradley.
Who no one cares about.
I’m a playground with no one on it.
I feel like a field with no flowers.
I’m a trapped soul.
I gaze at myself with shame and fear.
This is my life.
I am Bradley.
By Millie and Lilianna