I Want To Tell You

I want to tell you
About my life
How hard it's been
And about my strife

I want to tell you
What I've been threw
But the real question is
Can I trust you?

To keep my secret
And at the end of the day
That it won't disgust you
And that you will stay

Could you understand?
I certainly don't get it
How my dear daddy
Can treat me like $hit

My bruised ego
Can't compare eyes
My cut up body
Can't compare to my cries

I want to tell you
About my dad
But even mentioning it
Makes me so sad!