Crying

Can you see me sitting here?
Crying in the dark?
Can you see what you done to me?
The pain you've given me?

Your cruel ways have broken me,
Into a scared young child,
Your taunting and your bullying,
Have pushed me down too far.

Your life is too good for me,
To be any part of it,
You're far too special, far too pretty,
To associate with me.

I am going to leave your ways,
Of me crying every night,
I will stand up tall and be brave,
I will triumph over you.