I am not what I have achived in life,
I am what I have overcome,
Abandonment, homelessness,
Physical,sexual,and mental abuse,
It is not the life that I’d choose.
Drudging around not wanting to lose,
My self-respect and dignity,
I looked in the mirror,
And said to my reflection,
At least I have been graced,
With a good-looking face.
I have difficulty learning,
With the wheels of time turning.
I am well behind in my class,
The misery is now long last,
Nineteen years of heartache and tears.
Even though she is his sister,
My so called boyfriend kissed her,
He passionately held on to her hips,
And licked the juice from her lips.
He said I was liar,
I’ave jumped straight from the frying into the fire,
I am drowning in a sea of misery,
I’m concealing an unwanted pregnancy,
I can feel the baby kicking me.
I am wishing my baby to die,
I so want to make a fresh start,
And get my life back on track,
But I’ave been graced with a good looking face,
And that’s all that matters to me.
I have seen sunsets that are less than sublime,
To love myself isn’t a crime,
I’ave been graced with a good looking face,
And that’s all that matters to me.by Dorothy