Out in the darkest corners
And in the rush of people,
Among the tyrants and sinners,
Confusion and fear,
There I am.
With sleeves coming down to the floor,
Pants that fit my father,
A hat that would cover my whole head.
There I was.
Remembering my kin
And my home,
And the promises made by them
About the joys that would come to me once I left
They had no value.
It was like a lie.
What was I to do in a place of no order,
Where everything I had to do was new?
Where peace and calm never dawned upon me,
And my shoulders would be heavy with the weight of my life,
And my heart would be struck by an anxious blade.
There, I was.
So I held onto to the sweet voice in my head,
And step by step I made it to my bed
Small and hopeless,
While I was supposed to be strong.
There my mother came,
And held me for a while
While her hair brushed against my arm,
And her diamond eyes let tears fall,
Drops of pain that showed me love
And I cried too.
Everything began to disappear,
and silence overtook the chaos,
I felt the strongest in the arms of my mother
And I felt no shame.
There I was,
There, I am.
And there I will be