autobiography.

when I was little

I Climbed a thousand trees

Ran through dark forests

and Scraped my knees

but I Picked myself up

Every Time I Fell Down

the Smile of my Youth

Turned everything Around

when I was a child

I saw people for the Truth

I saw in their eyes the Miles

of Hurt or Pain with No Proof

but what I Didn’t notice

was the Pain inside my heart

I didn’t understand this,

was Tearing me Apart

when I was a preteen

I started to like boys

I found out girls are mean

and that men Treat you like Toys

but even though They Hurt Me

I kept Pushing myself Forward

thought I could make them See

that everything was Backward

when I turned 16

I fell Down a Spiraled black hole

Tried to walk the streets Unseen

at least Never Showing what he Stole

Silently I Suffered

Blood falling Down my arms

my whole Reality was altered

but I set off no Alarms

when I turned _ _

I looked back on my life

and what I Realized

was how my back took that Knife

I’m definitely Happy

don’t deny me what I’m Feeling

but when my days go ******

I now know what He was Stealing

when I Grew Up

I was 14 years old

my Eyes had gotten Darker

and my blood was running Cold

my Innocence had been Stolen

while I tried to Find My Dreams

Instead those dreams were Broken

and No one heard my Screams

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