Born And Raised As S H I T

I am stranded
On my own dark land
No one here
To hold my hand

Frightened
Completely alone
In my house but
So far from home

People talk to me but
It’s doesn’t penetrate
This bruised mind
That is filled with hate

Only directed at myself
For the choices I make
It is MY fault alone
That I continually ache

I made the wrong choices
I disobeyed my instincts
Now I’m a shell that
Won’t feel and never thinks

Don’t come to close
Because I don’t deserve it
I am not a girl, like you
I was born and raised as sh it

And this is how
My choices made me
And this how
It will always be.

© Copyright Sharon Ardern 2005