16 years of watching people stay the same and change all together .
Too many years of being the blame for all that goes wrong .
Too many bruises to count all the blows she taken.
Shes tired .
With no where to run.
Where she dreams to go doesnt exsist and if it doesnt its been hiding .
How is it home if there isnt happiness ?
Nothing she does is right && all is wrong .
Unprotected .
&& shes still building this fence.
Crying because it continues to fall.
. . . I quit.
