Stuck between who you are, or what you can be, but living as how you think he wants you to see...

I am sassy, I am fire, it is me that takes you higher, that special feeling of being respected was long to thee.. I've lost myself along the way, no smiling, laughing or dancing free.. All I see is the ugly, the un-natraul beauty of who i've become.

I dont understand why, not understanding this journey, and all I keep mumbling within is, We will be good soon.. I dont know if this is the end!

It hurts me as it hurts you, inside... I will not run, I will not crumble, stand my defense, just taking the rumble.. Dont hide, dont hide, It hurts so I cry. The tears of blood, threats to die, I must cry, to die, will I or will I just say Goodnight..