This poem won recognition in the International Poet Society and is featured in a book called Immortal Verses.

Torn Innocence

My tears are kept well hidden,
From all those who can see.
In my home it’s forbidden,
If only they’d let me be.

Physically my punishment quit hurting,
Several years ago.
To them I’m just a burden,
Internal pain continues to grow.

I stay locked in my room,
Because of my lack of beauty.
On my bedroom walls I drew,
A girl similar to me.

She hurts just like I do,
And wishes never to been born.
If only someone knew,
Her innocence had involuntarily been torn.