I have been told by someone close to me, that I need to be more open with my past. I think they are right,I found these poems I wrote a few months ago about my past.

She was scared, so I had to be strong.

She was scared so I had to be strong.
It took our innocence.
Made us both victims.
But she was scared so I had to be strong.
She tried to tell her mother's deaf ears.I try talking to her as well, same results.
She hides. She doesn't try to telling one else.
She was scared, so i had to be strong.
I tell anyone who will listen.
It lies and twists my words.
It lies, and threatens her.
It lies and promises to stop.
She tries to forget it's wrong.
She was scared, so I had to be strong.
I talk.
She stays silent.
I yell.
She hides.
I fight back.
She cries.
She was scared,so i had to be strong.
I get threw to someone.
It goes away.
I am put in the spot light.
She hides from the past, and lie to herself.
So in the end i have to be strong, because she was scared.

Children learn too fast.

The first time I didn't see it coming.
The second time, I tried to run and then fight.It was bigger,strong,meaner and smarter than me.
The third time I take it.I try to forget it's wrong.

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