Do bạn know what it's like to live with fear?
To be afraid every ngày of your life, and to know bạn can't escape from the the nguồn of your fear?
Do bạn know what it's like to struggle for acceptance, and find only
criticism and condemnation instead?
Do bạn know what it's like to wake in the morning and know that nothing
bạn do today will be right?
Do bạn know what it's like to wake in the morning and KNOW that today bạn will be hit. To know that if today is a "good" day, you'll only get a couple of slaps across the face, and if it's a bad day, bạn could find a hand around your neck, shutting off your windpipe until bạn pass out.
Do bạn know what it's like to hear words such as "you're useless", "you're
stupid", "no-one will ever tình yêu you", and to hear these words so often you
believe them?
Do bạn know what it's like to feel as if every breath bạn draw is a waste of
oxygen. To feel as if suicide is the only option, but be too afraid to do it. Do bạn know what it feels like to think bạn are so useless bạn can't even kill yourself?
Do bạn know what it is like to reach for help, only to find none, and then
find things are actually worse because the one causing your pain now holds
another grudge against you?
To be afraid every ngày of your life, and to know bạn can't escape from the the nguồn of your fear?
Do bạn know what it's like to struggle for acceptance, and find only
criticism and condemnation instead?
Do bạn know what it's like to wake in the morning and know that nothing
bạn do today will be right?
Do bạn know what it's like to wake in the morning and KNOW that today bạn will be hit. To know that if today is a "good" day, you'll only get a couple of slaps across the face, and if it's a bad day, bạn could find a hand around your neck, shutting off your windpipe until bạn pass out.
Do bạn know what it's like to hear words such as "you're useless", "you're
stupid", "no-one will ever tình yêu you", and to hear these words so often you
believe them?
Do bạn know what it's like to feel as if every breath bạn draw is a waste of
oxygen. To feel as if suicide is the only option, but be too afraid to do it. Do bạn know what it feels like to think bạn are so useless bạn can't even kill yourself?
Do bạn know what it is like to reach for help, only to find none, and then
find things are actually worse because the one causing your pain now holds
another grudge against you?
