Hurting pain I feel inside,
Burning scars I try to hide,
Lost and confused, hating life,
But with each cut a little bit of me dies.
Painful questions hurting lies,
Answers for such have so many whys?,
Like why dad, why must you hit me?,
Why mom, why don't you save me?
Looking in the mirror, hating the monster I see,
Not eating at all just getting thin as can be,
Repeating the lines in my mind "you're fat"you're a pig",
Food has become the enemy, I must not touch.
How stupid am I how dumb could I have been,
To think I thought he loved me,
Now I sit here crying wondering why he raped me,
I feel so sick and I can't get him off me.
