She is a tree She is strong and she stands tall She refuses to fall Lightening strikes her harshly but her origins keep her steady
I am betrayed alone and afraid my messages remain unconveyed I am screaming but no
You strip away my speech and hold my thoughts captive You shove my feelings in a closet You tie me down and tape my mouth hoping that I won’t make a sound
It’s laughable really, how history… how I am slapped in the face by my lack of grace time and time again the abuse is a seemingly infinite…
A cliché to which I can’t relate–… For I am too young and everything is “just good fun.” I am not able to express all I endure,
I watch as you fade, with every la… I watch you entranced. It has been a while, since I’ve b… I almost forgot how it danced acro… and brought warmth to every place.
Wrinkles dance along my face take the place of a once youthful smile I suppose I haven’t been young fo… My eyes are wise
