U hit me u beat me again and again,
I'm used to it now dont feel now pain,
school wud phone to ask why i wasnt there,
it was just there job they didnt care,
i went to the shop and people would look,
they could read me like an open book,
both my eyes as black as the night,
u let him hit me like it was alrite,
friends kept callin to ask were i\'d been,
u just told them i was a typical teen.
that night was the worst he came into my room,
my teenage world filled with dread and gloom,
he pulled back the covers and then it all started
how could this be so cold hearted
the next day i could see my friend,
she didnt realise this was my end,
when i got hime i laid on my bed
i got out my razor then i bleed
i began to write a note to my dad
asking why he made my life so sad,
my mum came home late that night
she opened my door and collapsed with fright
she read my note which also sed
i hope ur happy now im dead
dig my grave and dig it deep
dig my grave from head to feet
on the top place a dove and remember this:
i died with out love
