As my own flesh and blood
rise against my individuality
something so small inside my heart breaks
something so small of piece you could never see
on the inside I'm breaking down
on the outside I'm living life
i know i could hurt myself
but I'm not giving up without a fight
Ive been hated and treated so bad
and Ive been pushed to far
and sometimes i know
that it gets a little hard
with every bruise he'll leave
its just another battle scar
with ever wound that seeps
it seeps into my heart
its blackened its burned
its hard to resent
its from the past
its harder to watch the present
watch it pass by
with every tear
its just another fear
to live out
