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Why is she hurting


       

Why is she hurting, is it because she feels unloved?

Or is it because off all the drama she can’t rise above

All she need is a push or a helping hand

People doesn’t understand her pain

So what should she do?

Walk with her head down in shame?

She was addicted to wanting to be wanted by the people she loved

But one day something happened that should’ve

She was raped by a man she thought loved her

This turned out to be her mother’s brother

For years after that day she held it all inside

Wishing she had a supporter by her side.

She turns 16 years old, possibly pregnant by her 20 year old boyfriend

Building fuel for the fire, her mom hated him

Weeks later, relived that she isn’t with child

She decides to go wild

Sneaking out to hang with friends

Using drugs to mend

The heart that was once broken

To get rid of the pain that was unspoken

Of the days she cried

Yelling “I’m tired, I tried”

She has nightmares of that night asking herself 

Why am I hurting?

Her mom frustrated and cussing

The state discussing

In her head she thinks “no more partying.”

March 3rd shit started turning

Taken to a group home that morning

All she thought was “no more running”

Thinking about her past one night

Brought back hella fright

So she started to write

A letter to her mom explain what was wrong

And at that point she realized why she was hurting

Little do people know she was me

Talking about my pain made me free

From all the bullshit of my past

So now I yell to the bullshit “KISS MY ASS!”

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