• why do i get hit every day
    i go and hide in the hay

    i reach into my jeans
    i look at the rips in the seams

    my stepdad cut my leg open
    i ran away like i was hopin

    i grab the the razor blade
    my life will soon fade

    i feel the ice cool metal
    i put it on my wist so i can soon settle

    it lays on my vein
    this abuse is turning me insane

    a watch the blood drip
    and all the mosquitos take a sip

    i scream in pain as it starts to dim
    all this because my mom chose him

    i stare at my coffin as they lower it down
    no one is there to watch me go in the ground