Why do I go through all the pain?
just to see myself get hurt
I can barely explain
as he grabs my collar and throws me against the floor
I say to myself, I don't want to feel no pain.....no more
I'm tired of being hit, pushed, and thrown
why cant i just be a normal child and live life on my own?
I never thought it would end like this
but through all these months I haven't missed a bit
only thing thats going to be in my life is pain
no glory, no good times...just fights
and as Ilive up to my dream, I'll always write on how my childhood made me scream
It made me scream for help to get away
knowing that the pain from being whipped a belt wouldn't melt away
so, as I sit here on my bed crying
I think to myself, I'll be good and stop lying
and one day I'll get my revenge
but until now, this is the end
this poem was written a couple years ago when I lived with my dad we never could get along very well
