I wake in the morning
Stare at the door
I grasp at my heart
As I feel fear there once more.
I walk into school
Looking down at my socks
A tear starts to fall
As everyone gawks.
I go throughout the day
With my control wearing thin
I can hear people whisper
â??Her dad has beat her again.â??
I stare in the mirror
While crying inside
My rock heart is cold
And my feelings it hides.
So many times
Ive done this before
That now its my instinct
To stare at the floor.
Dont make him mad
Stifle my cries
Dont be bad
And hide my black eyes.
Never ask him questions
Never let him know Im hurt
Hell just yell at me more
Til I feel lower than dirt.
Crying is for babies!
You pathetic piece of shit!
You make me want to kill myself.
Im through talking now thats it!
Then comes the fists and feet
Hitting me so fast
After more than ten years of this
I wonder how much longer Ill last.