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She was born in a world of hate.. All of her wishes were never made.. She always wondered what was like to be white.. She wanted not to be afraid of the night.. She was born in a world of shame.. Her statue stands in a shaded place.. She has no reason to wake up in the morning.. In her heart she sees her dreams on the stove burning.. Some children are afraid of their shade.. Some children don't even have a Hidden from view my silent tears flow freely No one cares though as I hold Teddy dearly This horrible pain has gone on far too long I try to forget as I hum my own little song I block out the sound with hands on my ears I close my eyes and try to forget my fears The screams are getting louder and louder Soon it will be time I can stand it no longer Anywhere would be better than here and now If only I could move and escape another row I’m seven and my heart feels broken in two I love you daddy, but look what you do Mummy’s covered in bruises from neck down to toe As I try to help shield her, from yet another blow I know when I look in your eyes you feel no regret Because in a few more days she’ll forgive and forget You know in your head me and mummy are good Yet you make us feel dead with a mind full of mud Your abuse daddy was such a terrible crime It stripped me of innocence in such little time What happened mummy, why did you stay Nothing was funny and we both had to pay Did you not stop to think about my future at all I suffered with you and would eventually fall Do you look at me now with my life such a mess As I begin to love everyone around less and less My insecurities get stronger day by day And all I can do is sit on my bed and pray I want to feel happiness and live life to the max But it’s so hard when I have yet another relapse I am nurtured to accept abuse from all men I meet With the depression forever binding and in so deep I’m told I have such big, brown and beautiful eyes A window to the soul but who really sees my quiet cries Another admirer repeats “What a great smile” But they’re not clever and don’t know the fate of my trial. Please listen to every word I’ve had to say And don' take heed in the phrase "come what may" By allowing your children to witness the above horror You destroy their lives and leave them with no power. name.. Some children were raised in a place of wrong.. Sometimes they wish that they were never born.. please do your part to stop child abuse if your abused talk to me
