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Did your hear the whisper echo deep inside my brain, Did you hear the footsteps follow me? There they are again... Have you noticed something strange about the way I act? Have you noticed something different, rather odd in fact? Have you felt the fear that I am feeling every day? Have you seen the way I found it impossible to say Anything personal at all to you or anyone, How I always hide away and want to be alone? Have you noticed how I walk with my head slightly bowed? It isn't disrespect at all, it's just because I'm scared. It's not usual for me to look you in the eye, I often look down to the floor so you don't see me cry. I've always wondered how everyone one, just takes it in their stride, I doubt you would notice at all if I was by your side. I'm just a little person, someone life just passes by, A little speck of dust, that irritates your eye. But when I'm all alone at home, there's much you do not see, There's so much I experience, and it really terrifies me. If you just rolled up my shirt sleeves, you'd see bruise after bruise, From years of punishment, neglect, and downright cruel abuse. But I just sit there on my own and take it in my stride, As I know once and for all, there's no-one by my side.