Listen Up: Sometimes

Sometimes I look in the mirror and I see the dried up tears
that represent all the pain through the years
Sometimes I see my reflection, I see me at 12
that was the year I bid my childhood farewell
Sometimes I look in the mirror and my eyes beg for help
but behind my smile no one hears me yelp
Sometimes I ask GOD why me, But I realize my trials had to be a
Somedays I look and I see how far I have come
but I always remember where this woman came from
Somehow I persevered the fire and today I stand tall
I am grateful that GOD saw me through it all
So my tears and my hurt will not be in vain
I will use my experience to help you with your pain.