My childhood's been forgotten; it was never meant to be
Hitting, beatings, being scared...was all that came to me
Visions of my torture; brutal acts of pain
Crying, screaming, numbing fear-now occupy my brain
Why did they always hurt me? Why did they make me cry?
I bow my head and pray to God, and dare to ask Him why
I tried so hard to please them; asked for help from Him above
I prayed they would be proud of me; all I wanted was their love
My youth at times was prison, and at other times was hell
And the life I should be living now, just can't seem to live it well
Attempts at being normal all come to no avail
And every task I try to do just always seems to fail
My body has been broken, and my mind is not my own
I now believe I'm someone else...but I am not alone
The two of us live in here; the both of us exist
Try as we might to win the fight...neither of us persist
We live a life together, although we are apart
I thought I was alone in here, but he's been with me from the start
We'll go through life together...me and my childhood friend
And when I die, he'll say goodbye-and start his life again
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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