Late on the dishes
Food still on the plate
Mommy is mad-Daddy's home late.
I'm in the corner, crying all alone
Wishing myself, get me out of this home!
I'm always getting beaten, never treated well
I'm the one childs
Whose life's, a living hell!
Thrashes on my back, brusies on my face
All because, I didn't clean up this place.
I don't have a bed
Cement floor, is all I got
Cold walls, no blankets
Not even a cozy cot.
Laundry not completed, So no dinner for tonight
My family all eating, plainly in sight.
Ragged clothes-cold feet I must add
I know what you're thinking
You must have been bad
But that's not the case-Honest to God!
I'm just a misfit, the odd pea from the pod.
I was cute in the beginning,
A mistake in the end.
Not allowed to socialize
Not allowed to have, one friend.
Daddy doesn't like me-He's mean its true
He yells mean things, at anything I do.
He tells me, he'll kill me
That I'm going to hell.
If anyone asks, he'll tell them I fell.
Mommy doesn't say much-Well nothing at all
I'm not allowed, to do anything
I have to lay there, when I fall.
Looking all depressed, is what I do best
But trying to survive, is definatily a big test.
No child should live, the life I have to go by
Every child should smile,
With no reason to cry.
Living in my world, is definatily not fun
I guess I'm that *lucky* child
That very *special* one.
Food still on the plate
Mommy is mad-Daddy's home late.
I'm in the corner, crying all alone
Wishing myself, get me out of this home!
I'm always getting beaten, never treated well
I'm the one childs
Whose life's, a living hell!
Thrashes on my back, brusies on my face
All because, I didn't clean up this place.
I don't have a bed
Cement floor, is all I got
Cold walls, no blankets
Not even a cozy cot.
Laundry not completed, So no dinner for tonight
My family all eating, plainly in sight.
Ragged clothes-cold feet I must add
I know what you're thinking
You must have been bad
But that's not the case-Honest to God!
I'm just a misfit, the odd pea from the pod.
I was cute in the beginning,
A mistake in the end.
Not allowed to socialize
Not allowed to have, one friend.
Daddy doesn't like me-He's mean its true
He yells mean things, at anything I do.
He tells me, he'll kill me
That I'm going to hell.
If anyone asks, he'll tell them I fell.
Mommy doesn't say much-Well nothing at all
I'm not allowed, to do anything
I have to lay there, when I fall.
Looking all depressed, is what I do best
But trying to survive, is definatily a big test.
No child should live, the life I have to go by
Every child should smile,
With no reason to cry.
Living in my world, is definatily not fun
I guess I'm that *lucky* child
That very *special* one.
