Born from Sin

I was a sin from conception, drugs, rape, and a bad decision, my mother kept me to prove a point, my father left scars on me holy water can't anniout. Prescription pills crushed in my mom's room, while her wife leaves me bloody with more than just the broom. I was 15 when I stopped being scared, mental hospitals, probation, and juvie I never cared. Come home to no water, mama blaming be becuase we have no power. She told me I will amount to nothing so I kicked rocks to become something. When I tasted her I had a confession, not drugs nor alcohol, sex was my addiction. Thoughts leaving me drowning in my head, I left them crying in bed. Taking my silence for weakness then they see, a bitch will never truly know me