My whole life, (I'm 17), I've had to live with the abuse expressed in this poem. And for a very long time, I believed I was everything she đã đưa ý kiến I was. Until I met God. I learnt a lot thêm about myself and who I could be and deserved to be and finally left. It's been almost a năm now, and life couldn't be any happier for me!
Couldn't Be thêm Wrong
© May Winter
bạn told me that tình yêu wasn't meant for me
That I was the burden that everyone didn't need.
bạn let me be violated, stripped of all my pride
Took no acknowledgment of the hurt I tried to hide.
bạn looked at me in disgust whenever I passed your eyes
Told me how disgraced bạn were that I was a part of your life.
bạn battered and bruised me until I bled
Told me bạn hated me as bạn swung your walking stick across my head.
bạn told me I was a slut, just like my mother
Who slept with your husband and then gave birth to my brother.
bạn told me I was worthless and couldn't do anything right
bạn were the reason I stayed up crying all night.
bạn forced that dao, con dao across my wrists
With the hate bạn could only fully express with your fists.
bạn made me think that the only life for me
Was the life where I stressed myself fulfilling your needs.
bạn took your insecurities and made them my own
Its your voice that still haunts me especially when I'm alone.
Your face I still see in my happiest times
It's like this new life I own, still isn't mine.
Why won't bạn leave me and accept that I've gone?
Accept that I've found the courage to be strong.
I've found that me bạn đã đưa ý kiến didn't belong
Because all that bạn taught about me, all that bạn said,
Grandma, God says you're wrong!
Couldn't Be thêm Wrong
© May Winter
bạn told me that tình yêu wasn't meant for me
That I was the burden that everyone didn't need.
bạn let me be violated, stripped of all my pride
Took no acknowledgment of the hurt I tried to hide.
bạn looked at me in disgust whenever I passed your eyes
Told me how disgraced bạn were that I was a part of your life.
bạn battered and bruised me until I bled
Told me bạn hated me as bạn swung your walking stick across my head.
bạn told me I was a slut, just like my mother
Who slept with your husband and then gave birth to my brother.
bạn told me I was worthless and couldn't do anything right
bạn were the reason I stayed up crying all night.
bạn forced that dao, con dao across my wrists
With the hate bạn could only fully express with your fists.
bạn made me think that the only life for me
Was the life where I stressed myself fulfilling your needs.
bạn took your insecurities and made them my own
Its your voice that still haunts me especially when I'm alone.
Your face I still see in my happiest times
It's like this new life I own, still isn't mine.
Why won't bạn leave me and accept that I've gone?
Accept that I've found the courage to be strong.
I've found that me bạn đã đưa ý kiến didn't belong
Because all that bạn taught about me, all that bạn said,
Grandma, God says you're wrong!
