Die a little!

Dying is for the sick...
Dying is for the old...
Dying is the end of life...
That's what's being told

But u can die a little
Every time u get hurt
Every time u're alone
or when they treat u like dirt

I did die...bit by bit
...when I was raped
Died a little more
...when I couldn't escape

Another breath of life I lost
...when they beat me up
For no appearent reason
...but that didn't make them stop

I died a bit more
when my 'friend' made me see
That he thought that he owed me
and could anything to me

By then I buried myself
in loneliness and fear
No one was allowed
to visit my grave uphere

But your truly dead
when they forget 'bout u
When people give up
and don't listen to u

Then I guess I'm not dead
Cuz people seen my tears
People visit my 'grave'
And wanna help me with my fears

I'm thankful for those people
Thankful for their strength
Thankful for their patience
and blessings in the end

*Lynn*