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 SO WHAT (A LETTER TO ME)

   So, you have a tough childhood.

   A childhood that was not good

  So what you survived.

  You are still alive

  So, you had a lot to do, a lot to get through.

  It's nothing new.

  Look all; around, the perfect childhood is not to be found,

  There are others who have to endure a lot more than you, it's true.

  Don't be blue.

  Perfection is an illusion, a fantasy, a dream.

  So, dont scream.

  This, don't ignore.

  There is no perfect childhood, anymore. 

   Everybody, see, has got something.

  You are not alone.

   There's a big, loud, crowd.

   So, shut up.