Growing up

Born into a world with a family that dislikes me
from the age of 5 till the age 11 I got beat from my dad
it hurt inside for these things to occur,but there was nothing I could do
So I started to cry,show my hatred to all living kind
it started with fights,then moved to attempted suicide
I couldn't deal with the pain anymore,nor could I deal with my fathers abuse
so I thought me leaving this world would be nice....

Living on in a mental hospital,thinking my life is crap
when really I'm living happily without a notice to my eye
So I kept on with my arrogance,I was really mad;
I was mad at my dad,for all he has done to me when I was small
not realizing it's all in the past,I'm living in the present
therefore my ignorance got the best of me....

I lost myself within my hatred,yet now I am living within my joy
I understand I have a hard past to deal with,but it's not hurting me now
I think about my future,what I will become;
I stay as all I can be,trying to move on in life
my life isn't shit,it's the best!