Today's the last day your coming home drunk
dad, i won' tbe afaird of you and hide under my bunk
you won't lay a hand on me or touch me in any interpropreit way
i will scream and shout and run out the dorr no matter what threating things you say
if you bother me to much as fast as it begun
i'll take the loaded gun in my hand , aim it at you. and it will be done
this is waht i told myself i'd do
but i was to young and i couldn't do it and that's ture
that night you came into my room
i was sound asleep with teddy not expecting to hat to face my doom
you grabed me by my hair and threw me at the wall
it hurt so bad i heard a crak it made me fall
i was kicked then punched even threw at a chair
i was so confused i did nothing wrong did daddy not care?
the tears started to roll down
i wisphered " i love you daddy" my smile turned to a frown
he walked out of the room as i laid on the ground
laying in a ball crying ever softly was the my only sound
i was so angry and upset how could daddy hurt me
all i ever gave was love at the fragile age of three
something so bad that just couldn't be erassed has happened to me and made my life an unhappy place
you messed up my life when i was only three
i hoped you have enjoyied the sotry of Brie.
