Showing My Scars

The scars on my wrist reminds me of you
and so do the colors on my skin, the black and blue

and as for the brusies on my face
they came from you when you came to show me im a disgrace

and i have the shaking hands
that came from you throwing me around as hard as you can

and i havent been able to eat
cuz i have to stay on my feet

and be ready to block another hit
even when i don't know what i did to deserve it

i lay in bed thanking god i made it threw another day
because i know tomorrow for more things i will pay

the disappointement that your face shows
it always is there to let me know

that im the child that you truely hate
cant believe this terrible life was always my fate