(a note: this poem has swearing)
I still have hope
That I can win this fight
That I can leave this place
That I can live my own life
I still have hope
That my life will stop being bullshit
That I stop getting hit
That I grow up,
And when I do I won't be a bitch
Yet, that hope fades away
Yes, it will decay
No, it won't delay
Now I have nothing to say