As I put my thoughts together and look to the skies, Holding back the tears in my eyes, Soaking up the pain as I swallow my pride, Releasing the thoughts that I hide inside. As I look back over my remembering tape, Looking at the scene when I got rape, In my memory where my pain is kept, It wasn't no one there when I needed help, I left my pain inside and I made my bed up. I prayed to God and kept my head up, He took away the burn when I was feeling the flame, Put a smile on my face when I was feeling the pain. I wrote this poem and changed it into reality, So people could read how God changed me, He took away my rain and pain and gave me a new chance. Now I step side to side and praise Him with a new dance, Now I'm feeling better inside because my pain has been set free, So while I'm doing my new dance "don't judge me".