Help
24 February, 2002
Author: Barbara Goodhew
Didn't want to be looked after or told what to do.
Now I want friends and people to help me through.
Learned that I enjoy being looked after
It doen't mean I'm still a kid or useless.
Just helps get rid of the stresses.
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