29 June 2012
My tales of woe echo onto here in poems, blogs and song, The twenty-six years iv had on this earth have in time dragged so long.
Kicked and punched, raped abused; my life has had its downs. When looking back and seeing it over Iv had less smiles than frowns.
When I was young it was easier, the bad was just the norm, As iv grown I bare my years for my face is rather worn.
Some people are meant to do great things and leave their mark on the world. I was merely put here to be the abused ad messed up girl.
Opuss № I