As I lay down every night not looking forward into morning light

I shout out why me why me

 I cry and I cry but no one in sight

Its days I ask myself why am I here

What’s my purpose for life will I be someone wife

But then I forget I’m just a child in plain sight.

                                            I am a child not a WOMAN

But as those night’s turns in mornings I ask myself what am I now

I fall asleep a child but woken up as a woman but yet I’m still a child

As my sheet slides down I think about taking my life

My stomach turns from the cigarette he had before entering my room

As his fingers touch me I cry and cry as the child I am but once again no one in sight

I count in my head 15 mins then it’s over I then wipe my eyes and I say

                                          I am a child not WOMAN   

3 is a big number for a child that’s just in elementary

I got you thinking 3 is not big I should know that

Each number from 1, 2, and 3 represent the time I thought about taking my own life

My childhood was stolen from me I can’t get all those years back

But I still shout out why me why me but the only thing I hear is

                                             I am a child not a WOMAN   As I lay down every night not looking forward into morning light
I shout out why me why me
I cry and I cry but no one in sight
Its days I ask myself why am I here
What’s my purpose for life will I be someone wife
But then I forget I’m just a child in plain sight.
                                            I am a child not a WOMAN
But as those night’s turns in mornings I ask myself what am I now
I fall asleep a child but woken up as a woman but yet I’m still a child
As my sheet slides down I think about taking my life
My stomach turns from the cigarette he had before entering my room
As his fingers touch me I cry and cry as the child I am but once again no one in sight
I count in my head 15 mins then it’s over I then wipe my eyes and I say
                                          I am a child not WOMAN  
3 is a big number for a child that’s just in elementary
I got you thinking 3 is not big I should know that
Each number from 1, 2, and 3 represent the time I thought about taking my own life
My childhood was stolen from me I can’t get all those years back
But I still shout out why me why me but the only thing I hear is
                                             I am a child not a WOMAN
 

As I lay down every night not looking forward into morning light

I shout out why me why me

 I cry and I cry but no one in sight

Its days I ask myself why am I here

What’s my purpose for life will I be someone wife

But then I forget I’m just a child in plain sight.

                                            I am a child not a WOMAN

But as those night’s turns in mornings I ask myself what am I now

I fall asleep a child but woken up as a woman but yet I’m still a child

As my sheet slides down I think about taking my life

My stomach turns from the cigarette he had before entering my room

As his fingers touch me I cry and cry as the child I am but once again no one in sight

I count in my head 15 mins then it’s over I then wipe my eyes and I say

                                          I am a child not WOMAN   

3 is a big number for a child that’s just in elementary

I got you thinking 3 is not big I should know that

Each number from 1, 2, and 3 represent the time I thought about taking my own life

My childhood was stolen from me I can’t get all those years back

But I still shout out why me why me but the only thing I hear is

                                             I am a child not a WOMAN  As I lay down every night not looking forward into morning light
I shout out why me why me
I cry and I cry but no one in sight
Its days I ask myself why am I here
What’s my purpose for life will I be someone wife
But then I forget I’m just a child in plain sight.
                                            I am a child not a WOMAN
But as those night’s turns in mornings I ask myself what am I now
I fall asleep a child but woken up as a woman but yet I’m still a child
As my sheet slides down I think about taking my life
My stomach turns from the cigarette he had before entering my room
As his fingers touch me I cry and cry as the child I am but once again no one in sight
I count in my head 15 mins then it’s over I then wipe my eyes and I say
                                          I am a child not WOMAN  
3 is a big number for a child that’s just in elementary
I got you thinking 3 is not big I should know that
Each number from 1, 2, and 3 represent the time I thought about taking my own life
My childhood was stolen from me I can’t get all those years back
But I still shout out why me why me but the only thing I hear is
                                             I am a child not a WOMAN