It all started at a young age.
I thought things would stay connected on the same page.
I don't feel any support.
None from my family, they never really listen to my "report."
I didn't start writing to call people out.
I started because no one was ever there when I needed to shout.
I feel distance from too many people.
So I lie down freezing in the cold.
My childhood was crushed.
From the age of twelve when rapists were in a rush.
From when I was thirteen.
I started a cutting faze, watched every blood stream.
I know I'm not the only one hurting.
The therapy nor the medication seem to not be working.
I have been lurking.
Finding some confidence wasn't enough for searching.
Now I've been broken my whole life.
All I see is dark, could never find my light.
The fighting with my sister.
Just her trying to get attention from her number one mister.
So I cry.
I would cry and cry.
Until I found a place to hide.
I'm not trying to be Tupac.
Just trying to be me.
Nobody cared about my feelings, so now they're locked.
But I still don't feel free.
Someone breaking my heart is like getting embarrassed on stage.
And that's how my mind tend to rage.
