Through the Rain
She cried and screamed what's wrong with me
I believe I'd sell my soul
To find out why this anger haunts me
Why do I lose control?
I always hurt the ones I care for
It's a battle every day
Do I hate myself so much
That I'm pushing them away?
Her self esteem was taken away
When she was just a child
Adopted at the age of four
Hungry, abused, sexually defiled
How can we as human beings
Turn and look the other way?
Animals don't treat their young like that
Will there be a judgement day?
Flashbacks come and stir the fires
Of the pain she can't forget
She lashes out unthinkingly
Then her heart fills with regret
Teach her to love the person she is
Install a sense of pride
Teach her to look within her soul
And see the beauty deep inside
Don't turn away when this anger comes
Don't give up on this child in pain
She'll give you a world of sunshine
If you hold her through the rain.
If you hold on long enough, the child doesn't have an excuse to quit on
herself. Too many, parents, foster parents, adopted parents give up too soon and
the child becomes systemized.
Copyright © Vince Suzadail Jr. | Year Posted 2006
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