I am a scarred woman...I am not the only one.
I am not the only daughter suffering.

Where are the others who have suffered?
Let your voices be heard...

I am Angels...standing before you scars and all..
Say what you want good or bad.
Try to knock me down time and time again...but I keep standing back up.

What about you...with your judging eyes?
I see you watching me...trying to break me...but my light is too strong.

So here I go...I am tearing down this wall...
I have built it I admit..
Need to let go of my fears and pride.

I am a daughter of the creator and I will come out the other side...