When I Was Small Poem by braylee bear

when I was small
and they were tall
I was hurt but she did not care at all
in ways that you can't imagine
my heart was dry and love was in famine
my tears I cried tucked away yet to see who I was to be
but now I know and it goes to show she could not break me
the abuse raged on like a violent storm
but she wanted me to conform
to her point of view and do as she said but I took my time
and broke free of her chains now the bells chime
in happiness showing who I am is not the best
but this is why I am unlike the rest