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