here i am staring at you <br />with tears in my eyes <br />and words that critisize <br />i don't mean to curse <br />i don't mean to hurt <br />but at least you should know <br />why i always stole your shirt <br />i longed to be you <br />pretty and smart <br />to get all them boys and never have to work <br />it was you i looked up to <br />and wanted to be <br />brother had mom <br />and you had dad <br />i was rejected <br />and left all alone <br />i was bullied and raped at 13 <br />left in the corner as the family got along <br />i cried as you laughed <br />and cut as you danced <br />my body is a symbol <br />as a punishment i penetrate <br />leaving holes and scars <br />that no man will force <br />but i make as a choice<br /><br />Amber Mull<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/here-i-am-51/
