When you say my name its Nyleve
The new me in me is Ny
I’ve reborn rebirth soared through the flames of life.
No longer am I obtuse to the world in front of me.
No longer am I naive in this world of hate.
Shared shit I wish I didn’t.
Thought shit would change once I let it out.
But since I’m a victim of sexual assult and molestation.
No one believes me.
Why would they?
Since I’m not blooded with shame.
Why did I say something then?
Be in my position.
Adopted and abaonded.
Be in my shoes.
Still I pretend that shit didn’t go down.
People wonders why I can’t hang out woth certain folks in mylife.
And people wonder why its hard to let people in.
Being hurt by folks I call family.
Still I stayed quite.
Still I can’t say names.
Still I feel ashamed that it happend.
Still wished that I hadn’t told the one person I could trust.
But she showed me that I cant.
Trust the ones I thought.
This is why i feel im stuck in a world that no one sees me. At lease that’s what I thought before my name change.
Before my new rebirthing.
I’ve been through too much to give up.
And I won’t show that im broken.
So you know I’m blessed beyond anyone.
Even though we’ve prolly gone down the same paths.
Ny is my name with leve being left behind.