At times I just break down and cry.
Because I realize I have nobody by my side.
So I shed a tear for every year I am alone.
Walking around thinking to myself
I need to find a home.

Of my own

At Times I cant escape the dark corners of pain.
To hear somebody disrespect my name
I'm filled with shame.
I run to find a place to cry, instead I stab myself in the eye, then die.

At times they don't understand.
How I will one day become a woman.
An live free, to just be me.
Or before then will I suffer?
An give up, forget on luck.
To get a fast buck, after a quick f***.

At times I think I wont make it.
Hopefully in the eyes of God.
I will
So for now I'll just sit back and chill.
And that's real.