ME

I’m trying to find something to base my life upon,
Something in this strange world that goes on and on.
As the years go by and time fades away,
What used to be "good days" are now filled with dismay.
Tomorrow comes, and then again, it goes,
And my ambition to become something more, grows and grows.
Around the corner, yet miles away,
The life I want now, gets closer each day.
All I've ever wanted was something to live for,
I don’t want to be this little person anymore.
I’ve been basing my life upon what others wicked evil deeds did to me,
I wish I could go back and runaway from everything, every time I close my eyes, like a time machine, thoughts transport me back to a horrid horrid times
I've fought hard against the demons that ride my back to hell and back each and every god damn day, to become who I am and what I want to be,
I have to remind myself that one day, I will be free.
Free from the evils done to me.
When everything was not a game, but a cruel introduction to the world at large. I realize nothing is fair,
And sometimes it seems like nobody even cares.
It’s like no one pays attention to what I feel is best for me,
And what I think about the way some things should be.
I understand now, that I’m pretty much on my own,
And I know a lot of what happened to me will never be known.
All the time, I think about everything I can’t say, what I have to keep in,
And by doing this, my thoughts only get more complicated and deepen.
Soon I hope to find out who I am, and what I am meant to become,
I want to know where I’m going, I don’t need to be reminded of where I came from.
FROM THE BOWELS OF HELL I WILL RISE ONE DAY, EVEN IF ITS ONLY TO GO THROUGH THE PEARLY GATES TO MY BELOVED MOM , BUT AT LEAST I WILL BE FREE, AND BE WITH SOMEONE WHO JUST WANTS ME X