And counting

For 37 times I was said goodbye

For 37 times I was left to cry

For 37 times they lied to my face

For 37 times I was left feeling ashamed

At the 38th time I held my head up high

Because for the 38th time I had no one to rely

Unsafe and unconfortable I was

because a lot of pain it might cause

Yet with a sense of hope I opened the door