My Eyes

Staring in my eyes

You see another statistic

A sixteen year old mother

Raising a fatherless child

Struggling to stay in school

And take care of my family

Staring in my eyes

You think you know my story

A ‘Good Girl Gone Bad’

Or just an act

See I experienced so much

I’m trying to make myself whole again

Staring in my eyes

You see something dark

Something like the devil

But truthfully I’m super sweet

I play my role

And act the way I do

But truthfully I’m just like you

Staring in my eyes

You see beauty and passion

Except I see something different

I see a soul gasping for air

I see a child with a terrifying past

A past unknown to the world

Staring in my eyes

Hopefully you’ll see the real me

And no the girl I used to be

Not the girl next door

Not the stereotype society thinks I am

For I am unique

Now you know my story

And why I act like this

Why I have such hatred

Hatred for the world

Hatred for my abuser

But not hatred for my child

For he will be nothing like his father

He’ll be a better man

Respect women and their decisions

For he’ll support and protect his family

By any means necessary

Stand firm in what he believes in

Never letting anyone get in his way

My son is my greatest gift

Conceived through a bad situation

My son is my blessing