My private pain that I keep
it cuts me so deep
Much deeper than any knife
I\'ve carried it all of my life
Physical abuse I can take
A smile I can fake
But the emotional toll has left scars
I guess there is just something so telling
that growing up in a house of fighting and yelling
There must be something off about me
Most people say I\'ve very loving and motherly
I gain a lot of praise for raising my family
So I think that says a lot about me
Even with those scars that I carry
They are reminders of what not to be
I am FREE!