Dad's Depression.

Look at the eyes,
Look in the eyes of this child.
She maybe pretty but inside she feels so ugly.
She been thrown around,
And told to make no sound.
She's been tortured since birth,
She no longer wants a place on this earth...
All thanks to her dad.

Look at the scar,
Look at the scars, made by light of a star.
Only at night can she find a small release.
Her freedom is in the night,
A time she feels free of fright.
She had the same routine for years,
But has never seen through the welled up tears.
Tears of pain.

Can you see the sign?
Can you see the signs of a fault in her design?
Her fault is a missing piece.
Depression is her name, and she's never complete,
This wall of black, too hard to defeat.
So instead she taken over by this fear,
She's stabbed by this poisoned spear.
The spear man, so close.

So you wonder why?
Why this girl so full of hurt refuses to cry?
She refuses to give in to him!
Although so destroyed, she still puts up a fight,
Her fight is to hope to hurt him tonight.
She decides she can no longer live, she must quit,
Her only way to go on with life, is to be removed from it...

All thanks to her dad...