Who Was I? Poem by Jamuna Z

I was the abecedarian,
I was the unsmart,
I was the dumb girl,
Standing and looking all big days.
I was the lonely islander,
No man's land.
No friend, No family,
No Keith and kin.
Searching for love,
The unaquinted feet follower,
I was myself,
The harmless, naive, mute girl.
Hatred around me, INSULT as wel.
Enemies mocking at,
The rockbed of an innocent.
That was me.
The girl, the why girl,
The pessimistic one.
Yes, that was me.