She remembers all the moments they attempted to resurrect.

She remembers the open hands of Children who were promised bright futures.

She remembers red.

She's splashed across her memories like spilled milk.

She remembers coming home shaken, confused.

She remembers crying, mine, blaming herself, hating herself, then confessing.

He he raped me.

Raise me!

Reaped.

She remembers society telling her to look into a cracked mirror.

She remembers afraid.

Version of a cell staring back in her broken.

Afraid lost.

She remembers society pointing fingers.

She remembers Society said, You asked.

Way cannot just jail people based off here, See?

But today she roams.

Today she took back control over cops.

Tomorrow she will remember.

Today she will remember standing up speaking.

I will not be quiet anymore.

She will remember accepting than rising.

She will remember the feeling off home.

She will remember being loved unconditionally.

I'm proud of us.

She will remember that every scar will eventually you Tomorrow She will remember today as the station Today she rose.