When I Was Ten

When I was ten

Is this what life supposed to be
I just want to be free, from the torcher the abuse
Back when I was ten, I already wanted out.
I was just wanted to be loved
All I got was being left out.
Being this child I shouldn’t be
Runaway is what I always thought.
Why back when I was ten, I didn’t even have a friend.
I pray for all this to end.

Mother all is yell, daddy always sell
This is house is nothing but hell.
Everything seems to be a lie,
But I know deep down I will survive.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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