Tainted
I've been beaten down, for I was too innocent,
Locked up, for my heart was too pure,
Challenged, because I appeared weak.
My hopes and dreams plummeted into a dark place.
Chained and Silenced, for my rights and opinions are no longer relevant.
Tainted..
Rainbows turn into dark clouds,
Misleaded into the wrong crowds,
Drugs and Alcohol became my bestfriends,
cutting wrists became my safe zone, was the only thing that made the pain go away.
Tainted...
Couldn't raise myself
Mommy and Daddy were no help
I was loved but no one showed
Thought of, but I wasn't told
Tainted...
Hatred towards the people I love
Losing faith from The Man above
Tainted..
Finally things are going my way
My negative thoughts can no longer invade
Living the life I so long deserve
God heard, my crys and help
For now I stand today, feeling proud of myself.
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