Shadow Children are bearly seen and never heard, allowed to stay as long as they stay out of the way.

Unshed tears fill my eyes and inwardly I drown,
The little girl within me is sobbing, but there is no sound.
Memories of angry voices and pointed fingers, caused a cowering frame,
Faces contorted in rage proclaiming that I am to blame!
Lowered eyes and bowed head,
A little heart is breaking and I wish I was dead.
I am at their mercy, they have the right,
Fear was the blanket that covered me at night.
The world sees the perfect family, no one can I tell,
Behind closed doors, my life is Hell!
Mama is the director, barking orders, you do or die,
I must always obey, never to ask why.
Bad Little Girls would be carted off in the night,
To the waiting insane asylum, my promised plight.
I am broken and Mama will fix,
My lousy attitude, with whacks on the ass with a stick.
I am the property of Ma and Pa,
They can do as they please, for they are backed up by the law.
My birth monster was always in control,
I was forced to be a mindless zombie, did what I was told.
She ruled by divide and command,
All children were raised this way, she made me understand!
No friends were allowed, Mama was the center of my world,
I was unloved, unwanted, but allowed to stay, Shadow Girl.
I whisper," There, there", to the sobbing child within,
" Your tears will purge the past pain, so mourn, heal and mend!"