Its six in the morning
and i cant sleep
to the sounds of roaring
from my parents i weep
my bruises sting and start to hurt
from where i was beaten by my mom
she has always treated me like I'm dirt
as i sit and listen,the bruises go numb
does she love me
does she care
why cant I see
this isn't fair
i was a mistake shouldn't have been born
she doesn't love me she could care less
i feel as if more than my heart is torn
but the pain inside i cant confess
