Born as a Poor, And Raised from the Ash

All I've been through, taught me how life really was,
Even though I've suffered, I did what I thought,
I don't go by the same current, I'm not been who I'm not,
Life gets harder, and it broke my heart to feel and see what I saw.

I've been abused, not only outside, but in the heart,
I've been left alone, anyone I asked for help, simply ignores,
People throwing money away, and I didn't even had a cent,
Life slapped me hard, and I had to survive.

I have broken pieces, and a broken heart,
I've been through so much suffering, you could just had suicide,
I knew I was strong enough, and I just held strong,
My life was a mess all for bad decisions.

A life of harm, of broken hearts,
They just careless, I've been used,
I've been thrown, I've been pushed,
I've been lost, I've been cut.

My life was a mess,
I've grown up,
I've been strong,
I held up.

I released all my pain,
Extricated from the mess,
Worked hard with no rest.

Sleepless at night,
You work all day to be who you are,
And here I am,
Born as a poor and raised from the ash.