I value my strengths,
And I accept my weaknesses.
I don't hide my flaws,
And proving it to you isn't one of my businesses.

I accept I cannot,
Change who I am.
For hiding who I am,
Would be a great sham.

You see what you get,
You get what you see.
If you wanted more,
Poor you, you got me.

She was walking home again
On the trail that helped her survive
Survive because it was here she lost love
And lost herself
A man approached her
As her cheetah print skirt swayed
He swooned and tried to ******
Tried to ****** a girl
At the age of thirteen
A man who knew nothing of her
Other than her bittersweet innocence
That he would steal for himself
He laid her down
And took her
And as she walked away
She wept
Wept for all she has lost
Wept her lack of fighting
But why should such a young girl be a victim
Why did that man feel like he had her from just a glance
Was she weak
Who told him she was broken
Who told him she would scream
Who told him it was okay
Because it sure wasn't her.

Remember the fallen,
For those who they are.
If you change their story a little,
On their past you leave a scar.

The reasons they died fighting,
Why they did what the did.
The reason they taught those important lessons,
To your ancestors to their kids.

Why they brought people together,
And tore countries apart.
Created devices to keep us going,
And weapons to stop your heart.

The past is in the past,
And we'll never get all the facts.
But without knowing what happened last,
History will repeat its past.

Every darkness in me
Has been vanquished
But the dark memories lurk
Memories of **** after ****
Tears after tears
The therapy
The loneliness
The lack of talking about it
The way I bled because it hurt my soul
All of it bled out from within me
The suffering that I endured
The yelling
The blaming
The lack of love
The complete ignorance of me
I remember it all
And I wear it on my sleeve
As a reminder of what will never again be.

If he carries out a wrong deed
It's on me
If you mess up
It's on me

The girl who feels slave
Chained up in that house
Held down by the blaming
Your rules
Your dictation

So hard to break free
Want to feel liberty
I want it to bathe over me

I no longer want to suffer
No longer want to be imprisoned

The shell I live in is cracked
And one day I swear for all I've suffered
I will pay you back.