I Don't Understand

I've never, ever, met anyone
Who's had to go through things like you.
Being a 13-year-old wife
Becoming a mother, too.

At 13.

I don't understand
I really don't
How you can say this without crying.
How you can't scream and scream....
I would give up trying.

I want to yell at you
For dating a man
When you were a girl.

But who am I to yell?
Who am I
To say those things?
I don't know you
And you don't know me.
But still...

hate me
in every way you want
But my spirit is crying
For you.

My heart is being ripped to shreds
By all the awful things
You had to do.

Why
Why
Why
Why

did you throw away all you had?
Why?
was life really treating you that bad?

Now every time a child complains
I must control myself not to scream
All we take for granted
Will soon drive me insane.

I want to know why
And I want to know how
But you don't know me
And I don't know you.