Mother had me,and when I was five
she was taken away.
My grandmother raised me
after and at 13 she was also taken away by God.
Since my beginning
I have silently asked myself"Is this my life"?
Meeting a man at 16
taking advantage of me
but me not knowing it was wrong
because I never
felt love in the past
and verbal abuse thinking "this is my life".
I have been given a life to live
and no matter what goes on
I chose to make the best of it.
I try to find myself
still in this life.
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