The story behind..."Empty"

...I was abused.

As a young girl I didn't realize the way he looked, acted, and spoke towards me was wrong.

You left Us to vend for ourselves while you were off dreaming in your sleep.

I was unsure of the correct way to make her bottle...Let alone how to change a massive dirty diaper.

If they weren't only a phone call away who would've helped me change the dirty diaper & make her bottles?!?

....Because you were off dreaming in your sleep.

The End

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