There must be somthing about me that makes men...
[not much of a poem, more of just rambling...

Such a sad poor moment everyone is crying
Yet I hear me laughing...

Sometimes I feel so unpretty dont try to say Im...

Mommy he's mean
mommy save me PLEASE...

The memories of what he did,
Confine me in this prison...

It goes far beyond just being afraid of going to...
It's knowing that the one you love more than...

This one's for the rapists,
the molesters and abusers...

Whose arms r these, with cuts hiding beneath the...
whose arms are these with so many red lines...

Dear Ana you give me back,
What he once stole...

Why are you telling me I can't be who I am
Why are you telling me I can't like who I like...

For so long I hated myself, a hatred so deep, for...
For so long I hid behind shame, A shame so...

The struggle between who you are and what you...