Before I was born I almost didn't make it into this world
Over something that was done on a spontaneous act
Did you ever think about your unborn child
no matter how you look at it abuse is abuse and that's a fact

All children go through triels  of learning when growing up
mother's are suppose to be there to give support
you are a guardian sent from god to over see
not to inflict pain or suffering and cut their lives short

How can you say that Im your daughter that you love
all you did was beat me down every chance you got
so many bruises, cuts,scars and excuses you did not take blame
I was in the path of your cruelty when your temper went hot

You are not my mother I wish you were not
so my tears I cried wishing and praying that this wasn't me
All your anger, all your rage it was me it was directed towards
abuse is abuse in all its many forms don't you see

You hurt me in more ways than one. what was your evil plot?
wishing that you didn't have to take care of another child
you said I was out of your control and i misbehave
if you didn't want me then adoption you should have filed

Now that I'm grown living my own life I do not speak your name
I have 4 girls I love so dear Never once I follow your step
My children will never see how you truly are
I was your rag doll and in your prison you have me kept

To this very day I have a warm loving heart to share
If I have to face you again I will not hide for cover
I will not take your abuse not more time do you hear
I will face you woman to woman for you are not my mother.