BECAUSE OF YOU

By Beatrice Marshall

 

Because of you I have lied, borrowed and stolen.

Because of you we have done without.

Because of you my family stopped trusting me.

Because of you I’ve been hurt and confused and

   depressed.

 

And now because of me I don’t have to lie

   borrow or steal.

Because of me I will have nice things.

Because of me I will gain my families trust once again.

 

I don’t feel depressed and unsure of which way

   I want to go.

I don’t have to hurt any more because of you.

I know in my heart someday I will have the home

  And things I want for myself and my kids

Because of me not because of you.

 

Copyright Homeless Grapevine Issue #25, Cleveland, Ohio