I am more than the lies that he told me, more than the words that he said
I am good for more than making him happy and serving him in that bed

I am more than this pain, anguish, and hurt that upon me he placed
I will no longer allow my mind, body, and spirit within his power to be disgraced

I am more than the weight of my world, guilt, and shame that I carry
I am digging through this dirt to find my soul to quickly unbury

I've slowly reopened up my wounds, unraveled my secrets for the world to see
Bleeding them out through my words to kind ears and I allowed it strengthen me

I am grieving and mourning but no longer being swallowed up by my past
I will become more then these flashbacks and memories that continue to last

I am more than my sad days, my failures, setbacks, and tears
One day no longer will I be controlled by my minds possession of so many fears

I am more than some victim, and that broken damaged little thing
I can now find joy in this world, be uplifted, my heart can begin to sing