I have a poem which i would like to submit

As I sit on my bed watching the day fade,
I think to myself about life,
About how ones innocence can be ripped away,
Quickly and painfully, not pleasantly at all,
How a child's mind can be scarred with hatred, or belief that it is right,
And how one can be tormented to no end,
I see how the fading light is similar,
Similar to a lonely soul's life,
How that fading light is like fading hope,
Melting into another painful day,
Or maybe that hope is gone, never to return,
And that soul will leave its keeper...
I see one who is insecure,
Their self-esteem cut to the bottom,
Wishing, hoping for someone, anyone,
Anyone to save them from their despair,
That person is me, so lost, so terrified, hiding, always,
I sit on my bed, hours later,
And watch the stars fade away,
Into a new days light,
For many hope has come,
For me I will have to wait,
Maybe just for one more dreadful day and night,
Of Hate...