The Ugly Life

The life i live i didnt choose or did I? Every morning i say a prayer,a chant Is anyone listening? I lie down thinking How to escape? I cant? Or i wont?. As the sun gets ready to hide for the day The choice gets harder go or stay? For what seems to be the millionth time I put on my mask, my glory, my armour Time to shine. These men dont care what i risk to get here All they know is what they want,desire They dont want to hear im ready to give up All they know is i make a quick buck Finger prints on my body not only my face Wounds on the inside as much as the outside Do i give up? Is today the day? No! I have to fight I have to climb, i have to do it for not only me But for her, my light, my shine, my love, my life MY DAUGHTER.