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Friday, December 16, 2011

Childhood secrets

I was just a child carrying around the secrets in my heart
No one could know what kind of hurt was tearing me apart
So much pain and brokenness inside I carrried all around
People looked at me never knowing the terrors I had found

Hits and hurts were a daily occurance that happened to me
I went to school and was afraid that someone might be able see
All the shame and sorrow I tried to keep hidden deep  down inside
I looked in the mirror and hoped nothing was showing on the outside

Little children don't know why their parents choose to hurt them so
They only know  pain and fear follow them where ever they go
Broken at home these children will always fear  stranger's hand
Why is it   so many adults hurt children; please help me understand

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