Just the other day
And the other day
I was somebody
Somebody with a life
A life that I chose for myself
Now it’s just about getting through the day without crying
I am scared
I am scared that I am not myself in here
I am scared that I am
He hates me
Every day
There’s no holiday
Talking me down
His sudden blow floored me
Today
I woke up early
Went down to the market place
With my face bashed in
I smiled
As I convinced everybody that I ran into a door
It’s a lot harder
To laugh with a punctured lung
It’s a lot harder
To be a shadow with nowhere to go
To stay only for the children
“I love you mama
And when I grow up
I want to be strong & beautiful
Like you"
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