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[aid] => mick
[title] => A Child Without Love
[time] => 2005-01-22 21:23:24
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[bodytext] => What you are about to read is true , I know this sweet little boy. My name is Nicholas I'm eight years old I'm the youngest of three Like any child my age I pick on my brother and sister as they do to me I play with cars, trucks and our computer I like having fun and playing jokes on everyone That’s my funny side When I first started school I was doing very well My mom would help me with my school work every evening I like learning something new everyday Then one day mom got a job She works second shift So now dad is home with us I have no help with my school work Dad has no time he's always on his computer He says its for work So there’s no one to help me My mom has been called to school The teacher says I'm not moving on as fast as the others My homework is never done And of course its all my fault But no one will listen when I say I need help The teacher also says I act up in class at times Hey doesn't every kid have a moment like this So now I'm labled as a problem child Now because of all this I'm taken to see a doctor My mom tells the doctor I'm out of control at home and at school I don't see it that way All I really need is a little love and attention from my mom and dad But when its not there your on your own Who knows what all mom told this doctor All I know is I'm taking this awful medicine The medicine does something to me I'm not a happy eight year old boy that likes to have fun I look at people with fear on my face Very little I have to say My blue eyes are dazed I have no smile I'm loosing weight But most of all my heart is empty and my mind is blank Others see this why can't you If only I got a hug Or maybe to hear you say "I love you" Share a little time with me I would have something to hold onto Do you know the medicine is killing me slowly Just the way you want it It takes the burden off you and dad And now you think I'm the perfect little boy But in reality your killing me Nancy [comments] => 7 [counter] => 304 [topic] => 66 [informant] => greeneyes [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 13 [ratings] => 3 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => drugabuse )
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