Hey how about go and tell my Christian foster dad who sexually abused me when my mum through me out when I was 14.
Hey how about you go and tell my mum that when she beat me silly and gave me black eyes as her fists rained down on my face.
Hey how about telling my real dad whose only memory I have is him breaking into our flat in Scotland and going to hit my mum who ducked and he knocked me out and was in hospital for weeks.
Hey how about you tell that to the CID who came round and asked me if my Foster dad was sexually abusing me and I said no because the other choices of going back to my mum or going into a foster home.
Hey about telling my mum when I was in hospital and was minutes away from death and my mum wouldn't visit and say I hope he dies.
Hey tell them all it want their fault and it's all mine.
Oh well now I know who's fault it is. Obviously mine.
Hey how about you go and tell my mum that when she beat me silly and gave me black eyes as her fists rained down on my face.
Hey how about telling my real dad whose only memory I have is him breaking into our flat in Scotland and going to hit my mum who ducked and he knocked me out and was in hospital for weeks.
Hey how about you tell that to the CID who came round and asked me if my Foster dad was sexually abusing me and I said no because the other choices of going back to my mum or going into a foster home.
Hey about telling my mum when I was in hospital and was minutes away from death and my mum wouldn't visit and say I hope he dies.
Hey tell them all it want their fault and it's all mine.
Oh well now I know who's fault it is. Obviously mine.
He said the person who put you through this will be judged accordingly.
Not that it's your fault. Which, of course it isn't.
You know whose fault it is. The evil one and those who listen to him.
We sure aren't in heaven here, are we?
Let's thank God that we know Him and for all the good things we have.
Praising Him for the positive makes us forget the negative -- but it does
rear its ugly head every now and then, doesn't it.
Remember to pray for my Elena.
I love how you pray.
Tomorrow...
Happy Sonday !