As I was a little one
I was beaten and abused,
Mistreated and misused,
So many nights
I would have to hide
not only from him, but from myself
So terrified and afraid,
Wondering�¢?�¦
what would the next day bring
So many nights
I would go to bed
after being hurt
too badly to sleep,
I�¢??d just lay there
wishing God would come down
and take away my life,
Wishing that when I woke
my life wouldn't bad as it seemed
Lonely is how I felt,
No matter how much I begged
I never got the attention I needed
I thought about drugs
I thought about alcohol
But instead I waited
Going to bed every night
Saying that everyday would be different
Everyone would care
But they never did
One day I took my life,
my happiness,
my everything
into my own hands,
and today I am the woman
I always wanted to be
