My head
Can be a very scary place
It consumes me at times
I am not sure how to find
Peace of mind
How is it that I can give
Others the power
To decide how I feel
Why can't I be the one
To look into the mirror
And like what I see
To be the one
That believes in me
You did this
Because of the choices
You made
By letting him do the things
That cause me so much shame
I was just a little girl then
But now I am an adult
Trying to pick up the pieces
And understand
The messages and pain
That still remain
From the ugliness
Of my past
~RMB
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