Hold Me Down. Lift Myself Up.

August 27, 2010
By Jenny Rivera BRONZE, Brooklyn, New York
Jenny Rivera BRONZE, Brooklyn, New York
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Not a day used to pass me by where I didn't think about you
I would call myself names, all of them untrue.
Stupid, worthless, ugly, dumb
So i drank and smoked and became completely numb.
You held me down and tied me up.
You hurt me and to this day you wont own up.
But i refuse to let you win,
to let your words get under my skin.
You stole my innocence, but you wont control my happiness.
You walked free for a while but you wont get away with this.

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