I used to be so afraid and lost.
I would feel so alone, cut so deep.
It all got to me so fast.
I would sit in the shower, and weep.

Watching the blood stream,
It was a rush I can’t explain.
I was in pain and felt guilty;
Thought I was going insane.

The scars I see,
I am not ashamed.
It was my past
And those kids will never be proclaimed.

I was shoved,
Kicked, called names
I never said a word. When I did
The teachers called them “claims”.

I can never go back
To that scared and unspoken girl
She was a pushover
In a world that would only whorl.

I used to be so afraid and lost.
I would feel so alone, cut so deep.
It all got to me so fast.
I would sit in the shower, and weep.