Abuse
My days had drawn long and weary
when no one was longer near,
my confidence was filled with nothing
but questions of strength to be replaced of anger.
Assuredness that I would not awake each day
I am nowhere to be found
As my dreams and self esteem
were buried in the ground.
I hear an angry voice by the wind
Like a tornado that would hurt my body.
I close my eyes and remembered being beaten
And wish that help was there.
Nothing left to be said
To resolve my weakness here
Good bye my self esteem
Good bye my dear heart
by being abused
when no one was longer near,
my confidence was filled with nothing
but questions of strength to be replaced of anger.
Assuredness that I would not awake each day
I am nowhere to be found
As my dreams and self esteem
were buried in the ground.
I hear an angry voice by the wind
Like a tornado that would hurt my body.
I close my eyes and remembered being beaten
And wish that help was there.
Nothing left to be said
To resolve my weakness here
Good bye my self esteem
Good bye my dear heart
by being abused
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