I am a child.
I am small, I am weak, I am innocent.
If you look into my eyes, I look like any other child.
A canvas to build dreams on…
Innocent adventure, growing every day..
But I am not like other children inside. There is a truth behind my eyes that goes unseen.
I am a child that once had a name, a life, a family, a home.
I am a child being deprived of my right to learn, grow, thrive….
I am a child in hiding. I am living a lie. I have been robbed of everything I knew, without my consent.
I have been robbed of my life. I have been displaced. I am screaming inside, but quiet out-side, there is no one to hear me, because I no longer exist.
I am keeping secrets. I am afraid.
What is my name, who am I now?
I have been taken from what I know, what I love.
I am a child, who had a child’s trust… unconditional and free
I am a child who must be something I am not. I must become something I am not ready to be.
I am hurting, sad, lost….
Can someone tell me what I have become?
Can someone give me back my name?
The truth is, I am no longer a child.