My head is splitting from constant pain,
From the beatings and bruisings,
I cry in shame,
How i have to explain to all my friends,
Why i have cuts and bruises on me and how the pain never ends,
Whether its by word or by hand i double in pain,
From being tortured and beaten and no one to blame,
I'd sit in the corner and cry and say″why god did you put me here to live with all the pain,
To deal with her punching me,
Not caring she tore into me,
scraping and tearing my flesh,
does anyone care?
Why oh why should i go through all this hell!″

To walk in and see her about to punch my dad,
To see him cry and almost break down,
To see him deal with the stress of whether or not id be dead or alive when got home,

Then one day she walked out,
and was gone,
She has not been back to this day,
I might get a call maybe for three minutes a day,

Thats all she is allowed where she is now,
Behind big black bars i know your cowerdly,
To beat your baby girl , whom you carried,
For a whole nine months,
Now ur trying to bury, all the pain YOUR going through?
But look at ME, you left me here crying feelin like im dying,
Aworthless piece of trash, but eh, i know im better then that,


See you when you get outta jail,
but dont be askin ME for bail,
Ask ur new husband who trailor trash,
The one who was beating up,
the one u left daddy for because he loved u sooo much,
im sorry but ur screwed,
rot in jail u foolish girl