scared to breath,
afraid to speak,
tears holding back,
fears brought back,
hang in there don't cry, don't cry
hold you head up high,
but when your home put your head down low,
these marks on your body will soon be fresh,
so get on your knees and beg no please,
your left on the floor blood running free,
get back to your chores its apart of your daily routine,
look closely and see,
these tears from my eyes running
down my blood stained cheeks,
in the day I'm a slave to my parents
i do my chores even with minutes
but you see this life isn't so pleasant cause I'm living hell every second,
hating me, beating me,teasing me and rejecting me,
they take who i am and tear it apart
ripping it to shreds they have no heart,
now lying in a ditch with nothing but cloths, cause they took my name and even the identity they
choose,
scared to breath,
afraid to speak,
tears holding back,
fears brought back,
in the night I'm the boy who cries
eveytime my step father comes in at night,
i will cry, "at least one day i will die"
now playing a game with death it loves to tease me and loves to deceive me,
but one day i will win it will have no option but to give in,
so this is my life and what you didn't see,
behind the weakened smile and weeping laugh and behind this glint in my eyes
is the fragile real me
