Look at what you have done to my head Mom.
She had been so cruel.
Why have a child Mom?
When you wanted an abortion?
You told me you were raped.
"That is the only reason I am even here."
You have shattered my life.
You have broken my body with beatings.
You have taken all you could from me.
Now, look at the picture and know it shows.
I wake to know that life is here.
Moving in and moving out just so I can know.
Life could have been beautiful.
At least I know,
That if all I have is time,
I can say out loud while alone: