The stepfather

She's yelled at again
So she tries to defend
How dare say that,
for she is just a child.
You see her hurt,
she rather you hit.
For bruises don't stay.
You say her father loves her not while she is away
And now he is gone
gone for good.
She chokes on her tears
For those were her fears.
She rather you hit her
For bruises do not stay.