Post by Antoinette on Mar 2, 2003 23:48:02 GMT -5
Life when I was young was a sweet melody.
playing incircles with friends that I didnt know
soon I would never see again.
The wind in my hair
the earths heartbeat beneath my feet
I thought I would go past lifes tragedys & never experience sorrow
How little did I know how quick would come the horror.
Years later when I was growing & budding rather fast
the stories I could tell you about the lovers of my past
Tough I only had three
Still who says pain cant come in a quanity of large numbers.
By the time I was fifteen life damn near took me down.
By that time the year next I thought I would be underground.
But alas I survived
& not with the devine art of therapy
The way I survived was to look inside of me.
Some may think its a tragic life lived by me.
But I say no
Im the one of the truest survivors you will ever see.
For me & people like me have seen so much.
Evil men & women cannot decieve or fool us.
Although a hard thing to do
I am proud of myself
So I shall stand tall
I am represintive for the sorrow
So I represent us all
I will not be a statistic
a drug dealer or a whore
I have pride & faith in myself
I shall go on & do more.
I am a survivor
the richest in spirit
I will climb the mountain
I will see the very top
I will be all I can be
I will grace the galaxies high
On a clear night you will see me as I float and fly by.
So look for me in every paper you see
the world is my stomping ground
No one can no longer hurt me.
Life has dealt me a bad hand
but I shall see it through
Life has made me stronger
I hope it will do the same for you
No longer will I tuck myself & hide
I will raise my head up
So life wont pass me by.
playing incircles with friends that I didnt know
soon I would never see again.
The wind in my hair
the earths heartbeat beneath my feet
I thought I would go past lifes tragedys & never experience sorrow
How little did I know how quick would come the horror.
Years later when I was growing & budding rather fast
the stories I could tell you about the lovers of my past
Tough I only had three
Still who says pain cant come in a quanity of large numbers.
By the time I was fifteen life damn near took me down.
By that time the year next I thought I would be underground.
But alas I survived
& not with the devine art of therapy
The way I survived was to look inside of me.
Some may think its a tragic life lived by me.
But I say no
Im the one of the truest survivors you will ever see.
For me & people like me have seen so much.
Evil men & women cannot decieve or fool us.
Although a hard thing to do
I am proud of myself
So I shall stand tall
I am represintive for the sorrow
So I represent us all
I will not be a statistic
a drug dealer or a whore
I have pride & faith in myself
I shall go on & do more.
I am a survivor
the richest in spirit
I will climb the mountain
I will see the very top
I will be all I can be
I will grace the galaxies high
On a clear night you will see me as I float and fly by.
So look for me in every paper you see
the world is my stomping ground
No one can no longer hurt me.
Life has dealt me a bad hand
but I shall see it through
Life has made me stronger
I hope it will do the same for you
No longer will I tuck myself & hide
I will raise my head up
So life wont pass me by.
