A piece of my story

This is a poem to tell you about me or to straighten out the stuff that you believe , when I was THREE my momma left me on my knees looked at the cross && I begged && plead shook my head like why this happening to me , closing my eyes always was what set me free , now I'm sitting FOURTEEN years later shit sitting back looking at all these haters but let me rewind the time tell you about what's going through my mind, when I was FIVE my daddy put up the deuces ig he had a life that I wasn't included, lived my life with a bitch that I ain't know all I really wanted to do was go but ig you wondering what this got to do with LOVE count to ten then look up above, do you see my face in the clouds or do you hear my voice in the wind shit if not count to ten again, that's what I pictured when he was between my legs shit it felt like I was already dead , nigga took the life right outta me pulled up his pants && didn't think twice about me , see that's cool && all I ain't trip wiped the tears