Oh mother born of mother by mothers is this the final way of your ways? 

No change, No change, No change...

How does it make you feel to treat others the ways you were being treated?

Treated, Treated, Treated...

Should of been the one to put an end to generational curses of pain.

Pain, Pain, Pain...

Why treat your own daughters like trash while the world already treats us as nothing.

Nothing, Nothing, Nothing...

Assuming 26 years of my life has passed and I will forever remember the terror you have put my soul through and may God forgive me for what I must do to bring my peace back to me while my mind puts it self back together, for me, myself and I never had a mother to begin with. In the end I was an orphan to the stars and God.

~Nessa