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This is about the unfairness of having to work to heal from childhood experiences |
| UNFAIR It seems unfair that we, Who were robbed of our childhood, Who've spent our lives running And hiding from our pasts, Now find ourselves unable To move on into tomorrow Until we gather the courage To revisit yesterday at last. Tell it -- the abuse Live it -- the flashbacks Write it -- the story Feel it -- the pain Scream it -- the anger Mourn it -- the loss Cry it Sing it Play it Act it Shout it OUT! (reprinted from JOURNEY FROM DARKNESS, c 2005, Candace E. Barnes) |