I dont know how you would react,
If I told you everything Ive been through.
Being forced to do things against my will,
And not having a choice on what to do.
About the time I had unprotected sex,
And ended up a pregnant teen.
Then after a few weeks the baby died,
And I had no one on which I was able to lean.
All the loneliness and pain I see everyday,
Wishing I was able to fix my mistakes.
All the torture Ive been through,
I want to change the heartaches.
All the times I was depressed,
I picked up the razor blade.
I would wish I would die,
And forget the times I have been played.
I want to forget all the lies,
And how bad it hurt.
The times I was rejected,
And treated like dirt.
Its sometimes hard to move on,
To get over obstacles and confusion.
When all you know is what youve been through,
It seems like an illusion.
All the scars on your wrist,
And in your heart as well.
Wanting to forget the past,
And stop living in hell.
It takes a little bit at a time,
To know who you really are.
To forgive and move on,
It isnt really that hard.
