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I lived a lonely life when I was a child.
Lot's of different homes, I guess I grew up being wild.

The mothers, they never loved me.
It wasn't very hard for anyone to see.

I grew up with my brothers, an ugly duckling pushed aside.
Critized and punished, just sit and my room and hide.

You read my journals you mocked me, for this is unspoken.
Alone and confused, you woman lefted me broken.

I ran away when I was 16 years of age.
Wasn't sticking around to be locked in a cage.

You think your so smart tearing me apart.
I come to you as a woman, you still don't have a heart.

"It's all her, can't you see?"
It has nothing to do with me.

Shes the one with the problem at hand.
I don't have behaviors, this is where I stand.

You taught me how I don't want to be.
I love children and children love me.

What you did was selfish, left a lot of pain in the dark.
For doing nothing, you sure left a mark.

I still have that magic smile, sparkle in my eye.
My life has been rough, I'm lucky to be alive.

Say I have a bad attitude, "she is just a bad seed."
Look at her, "drinking and smoking weed."

Tears of an Angel, for the little girl inside cries.
For all the people and all the good-byes.


Written By TLC
March 7, 2008


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