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Do the voices in your head

make you do things your afraid to do?

Does this unhappy feeling effect the way you see the truths.

Is it power,force or lies that keep you insane?

the marks on the walls are the memories that fade.

The tears in your eyes

are from the days he hurt us day by day.

with all of my strength i have to be strong,

I can't let him win she should of known this from the start.

picking on me and my siblings, i just want it all to end.

take away my misery and let me make a true friend,

let me turn on my radio

i'll turn it up loud

i'll listen to music and scream out loud

i am so sick of the yelling the fighting and hurt

i wish one day he will realize what he done to our hearts.



what he done that hurt me so bad,

this whole situation makes very pissed off,

because this man is my dad.

it's sad to hear my mother crying at night,

because of a stupid little worthless fight.

standing outside in the cold freezing half to death

when the cops are arriving i see flashing red

lights and all the neighbors come out,

because they have no life.

they ask us question and check us for marks,

between the court dates and the justice dept that sucks.

deep inside this does effect my heart.

how could they let such a horrible man free.

you selfish man how could you do this to me,

I’m your daughter just stay away from me.



Leave me and my family alone

all my days i wrote in my notebook

about all the shit you put us through

all the days wondering asking why,

this is my chance to live my life

to put the past behind  and not let it get to me.

I am stronger I am wise and you will never stop me

from living my life



so now

That i am older i feel very wise

i have a wonderful college opportunity

to reach for my goal i won't let my past put me in a hole

i have a loving boyfriend who cares about me so much

if i ever need him he is there in a hunch,

he will never let me be alone when i am upset

I just can't believe the way that we met,

I hung out with him and his feelings got strong

then one night in his arms i got close to his heart.

he looked into my eyes and kissed me on the lips

i laid on the floor my mind in a drift, did he really kiss me what shall i do, well here i am now and i know this is true. because the writer is my loving boyfriend

the character is me his girlfriend,

together we are strong and happy as can be



I can now close the book because she is safe with me.