Sometimes I wonder why I'm here,
coping with all this pain and fear.
They'll never love me,
come on now, I'm down on one knee.
Dealing with all this pain and anguish,
from this stupid witch.
She keeps hitting me,
as if I'm a freakin itch.
I wanna run, I wanna hide,
anything- just to survive.
But she's had too much tonight,
she's beating me with all her might.
It hurts more as I try and fight,
So I lay there,
blood soaking my pretty blonde hair.
This time she really might do it,
I never beleived it before.
But there I go, hitting the floor.
My heart is fluttering,
my muscles shivering,
my life is slowly withering,
so much for surviving.
