The first man to ever hurt me was my dad. I couldn't decipher the difference between his absence and my worth, so I used the confusion to build my walls. I was hardened on the outside, but within those walls I was just broken.
Time for Peace
by: Tanya Robertson
Holding back the tears and years of pain you caused
The anger rises in me like a volcano ready for eruption
My better judgment told me to let you go
Torn between who you are and who you were supposed to be