Dreams and Bruises

I want to be a dreamer
and dream of a way
to take me out of misery,
these four dark walls.

I am surrounded by pain
and it blinds me, daddy
can't you see the bruises
you always leave behind?

I silently pray to someone
whoever will listen
that I will find an outlet
someone who can understand.

I know life isn't fair sometimes
and I know you love me,
but you have a funny way
showing me you care.