I was told to be strong for you
I was taught not to show weakness no matter what trauma I went through
You constantly confided in me, when I was too young
Now I am enduring so much pain that I need healing from
I was your little counsellor
You guilted me when I refused to listen
I bet your little slave girl...you are now missing!
Now I choose to love you from afar
And I pray to GOD to heal my scars
I pray for your salvation and that God would have mercy on your soul
And yes, in spite of my brokeness, God will make me whole
