This is my Battle

I long for the day of pleasures and treasures

instead of having to take extreme measures.

I've done it all for them

and if forced...I'd do it again!

For they really left me no choice,

I mean someone had to raise their voice.

As the violence grew and grew

leaving not a clue on what to do.

So i did what I could

and if forced to do it again....I would!

I long for the day I didn't cry

or find myself asking why.

Why must you break my heart?

Why do you cause me to fall apart?

Why do I feel this way?

Why can't I find what to say?

Why do I continue crying?

Why does it feel like a part of me is dying?

Why do I continue lying?

Why do I keep trying?

Trying to pull my family through,

yet being suck on what to do.

As everthing keeps tearing me down,

all I want is to turn things around.

After all I'm almost grown,

and I know better than to leave things alone.

This family is where my life began

And for them; I continue to stand.

Although I know there's no pleasing everyone,

from something so special I can't run.

This is my battle....It Must Be Won!