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You were the child no one noticed.

You were the child no one cared for.

You were the child whose words went unspoken

You were bullied, unloved by your peers,

you thought no one loved you,

if only someone had intervened.

You went through each year broken and lonely

They name called you, Billy, Todd, even Wendy.

You take tablets until this day

because of the self esteem they took away.

But now with a child beside me, a husband curled up in my arms.

I hope one day to be a teacher, to offer each child a lifeline

About Geraldine Ward

Geraldine Ward has been writing and performing various forms of poetry and prose from an early age, and is a regular contributor at the London Farrago Poetry Slam nights. She has published a number of books including the "Now" collection, and has featured in other publications including Katie Metcalfe's "Beautiful Scruffiness" series of magazines.

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