Gone Like It's in a Coffin

I used to believe
That there was darkness inside me
I though I was imperfect
My life revolved around my lack of worth

I was not broken by his actions, he could not harm my soul
I was broken by what followed, believing I was not whole
To be put in this place where I had darkness inside
To be put in this place where I wish I had died
Only one thing had defined my being
Only that is not something that I can believe in
No one told me I was faultless, they said I was just wicked
No one told me I was strong, all I got called was victim
Taken, took and gone were words I heard so often
Taken where, took how, and gone like it's in a coffin

I truly believe
That there is light inside me
I know that i am perfect
My life doesn't revolve around my worth