It'll be the same

I walk down this broken path
the story of my life
images pass, memories fade
with the blade of this knife

I've walked down this street
for years its been the same
walking bloody and bruised
wandering in the rain

i keep my head low
eyes focused on the ground
avoiding any speech
wincing at every sound

my face burns familiar
the pain has grown numb
but the memories haunt me
where these scars came from

i see your face in my mind
i hear the anger in your voice
i fell your hands around my neck
knowing i have no choice

its getting darker now
i avoid you with a right
keep walking down this broken street
walking through the night

i cant move my arm
my shoulder out of place
flash backs of me running
the feeling of being chased

an occasional glance
to make sure your not there
i walk faster and faster
feeling the people stare

i refuse to go back
now after what you did
how could you do it
I'm only just a kid

f uck you
and the love you gave
I'm not going back
back to my grave

its not my fault
that you turned into what you are
just because mom doesn't love you
i cant believe you took it too far

its your fault
but i take all the blame
but I'm not coming back dad,
because it'll all be the same