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Voices from within


You told me I couldn’t be anything Because of my parents past You told me if I tried hard enough I might just come in last You told me I'll never be a leader Because I was born to follow You told me my father didn't love me And that was to hard of a pill to swallow You think that I'm always going to have to depend on you But I don't need you and I never will You’ve done nothing for me but tear me down And cause my self esteem to go downhill You think you know everything But you don’t know the half You have no idea what it feels like To tell your story and have other people laugh I remember standing in the bathroom Looking at all the blood as if someone was dead But it was me, it was the cuts It was my arm that bled All the nights I was forced to lay on the floor I prayed someone would help me up The night that I got stepped on Was the night I realized I had enough I'm expected to be able to take so much Because I'm a girl, You say this builds character And helps you get ready for the world I hope God forgives you For all you put me through But I'm going to be the best me Even if it kills you
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