I'm still here

Everyone loves Roses, but I feel like a thorn
I’m used, abused, forgotten, you left me tossed and torn

My battered heart’s left weary, it needs to be restored
but I’m not even here to you, just forgotten and ignored

Another day’s abusing, and yet another clenched fist
you batter and you bruise me, you torment and you twist

You sicken up my stomach, you darken up my eyes
yes sir I “fell down the stairs” I’m lost beneath your lies

You don’t think that I hurt inside, you think that I don’t feel
But Daddy, my scars still prove, they prove the past is real.

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