I often wonder what my life would have Been like, had it started differently. If I had a mother who adored me. Gave me all the affection I wanted. Protected me when I needed. If I'd still be the same. My tragic life of Misfortune, neglect, pain, Suffering, ****, abuse, and fear Have shaped me Created the girl that I am. With a moral code so strong, With standards about empathy and caring So above standard. I am reminded daily. "Not everyone is like you. Not everyone cares as strongly, For so many as you do."
Would that girl be gone? I believe the tragic life, That i was given, Was to create the woman that I am today. And the outstanding and amazing Father I was given, Was to offset the mother I was denied.
And anyday of the week. Any year in my life. I'd take the life and father i was given, Over a better life without him. And without the woman that I became.