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by Laura Aug 8, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
Shes pretty with her big brown eyes She knows where shes going in life But her mom is hating Bringing all this strife Her dad hates to see her breathe He wants her to lay 6 feet under He can't stand this daughter of his So he makes her world thunder But she holds her head high Shes soon to be out of this mess She'll go on to college And drain all her stress She can't wait till the day She leaves there cruel world But her father beats her And now the light is what shes headed toward She looks at her parents Laughing as she lies there motionless But she couldn't let them win She wasn't ready for the long rest So she got up out of that hospital bed And is now back on track She moved out of that mess And now a daughter her parents lack She will never turn back to them for nothing They will see her hurt no more She us to be in so much pain But she is no longer sore This girl in this story Is plain to see The big brown eyes Belong to me