this cant be how my life ends
me pulling the trigger.
why and how i can only think of those who pushed me
the images of you hitting me cursing me and i can only think of how many times i put up with it
everyone is different i can only hope my mother will forgive me
a soft hand touches my face i am hear for you .
you are strong and i love you please stop
i cant help but cry as i see the tears pouring from her face she hugs me
it's OK to cry she threw the gun into the ocean i looked from the balcony
why didn't you help me before i was bullied and beaten why?
I'm choked up on my tears and she tells me I've been here the entire time
i start thinking about all the times and i remember her safe pale face and green eyes
giving me a tissue , and standing up for
i love the idea that she is my rock
