Seven, so small
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Summary: Many years later, Jordan reflects on his abusive childhood as he attends his father's funeral; Jordan's POV
A/N: I'm so sorry that I haven't updated Somebody's Me yet…I'm actually in the middle of finals right now…I'm just taking a break from studying to quickly right this after hearing the song that gave me the idea…the song is "Delicate Child" by RJ Helton, you may or may not remember him the very first season of American Idol…check out his album…it's pretty good
Seven, so small
It took forever, to speak at all
A lost child, tasting tears
I can breathe this now
Bruises, inside my heart
So wounded, but not torn apart
Bitterness, so many years
I can breathe this now
For as long as I can remember you beat me, put me down and told me I was worthless, that I didn't deserve any kindness from this world. For the longest time I believed you; believed in your lies and your deceit. I believed that I was worthless, believed that I deserved whatever you dished out for me. But now I know. that no matter how much you made me cry and scream, you still couldn't control the best part of me. Cause I'm still here, I'm still alive.
You made me cry, you made me scream
But you did not take control of me, no
Such a delicate child, I still can breathe
Cause you did not kill me
So languid, to see your face
It took forever, to reach this place
So do you hear me, although you're gone
I can breathe out loud
It's been years since I've seen you. As soon as I could get away from you, I did, and I never looked back. I hope you can hear me. I hope you can understand. I know you're dead now but now is my time to talk and for you to listen. You did everything in your power to break me: physically and mentally. And a part of me did break. But you didn't kill me, and so I only grew stronger in the end. I survived.
You made me cry, you made me scream
But you did not take control of me, no
Such a delicate child, I still can breathe
Cause you did not kill me
The pain that we let steal
Leaves us mangled, on how to feel
We grow numb to reconcile
That's where we find freedom
Because of you, because of the pain you inflicted on me. Because of everything, my ability to feel, to care, to love was corrupted. But maybe that's what you wanted, what you planned. For the longest time, I refused to get too close to anyone. I refused to care or love for someone the way you were supposed to care and love me. I was afraid that if I did, they would try to control and break me the way you did. But then I found my freedom in a person who loved and cared for me in a way you never could. My freedom, my angel.
You made me cry, you made me scream
But you did not take control of me, no
Such a delicate child, I still can breathe
Cause you did not kill me
No matter how hard you tried, you could never win. You may have knocked me down, but I stood up again. You may have called me worthless, but I found my worth. No matter how hard you hit me, nor how harsh your words were, you never could truly control me. And unlike you, I'm still here, I'm still alive, I still can breath because you did not kill me.
You made me cry, you made me scream
But you did not take control of me, no
Such a delicate child, I still can breathe
Cause you did not kill me
A/N: well that's it…I hope you liked it and please review…my finals should be over in a few days…and then I'll have all the time in the world to work on Somebody's Me, so don't fret the next chapter should hopefully be up in a couple of weeks
-Nichelle-
