my pain and suffering

I thought life

was meant to be interesting and unreal

but in the end

all it did

was to kill

because nothing could change what i saw

the pain and inhumanity

that faced me during the war, so many of my

sisters, brothers, mothers and fathers

died for me and what i believe

 is that there nothing here for me to share

but that label that is now stuck in my hair

Author's Note

Don't judge as this was a piece of work that i did during the struggle of A level maths!