Time

As I sit here in this corner,
Tear streaming down my face,
Those four words echo in my head,
"You are a disgrace."

I tried my best to make things work,
Keeping my head down,
Whenever I walked around the house,
I wouldn't make a sound.

I knew you never loved me,
From the day that I was born,
You held me and pulled a face,
That dismal Sunday morn.

For sixteen years I tried my best,
Helping as much as I could,
But you didn't even bother,
When you know that you should.

Now I sit here all alone,
Thinking to myself, "Why, oh why?"
Hanging my head, feeling so down,
I hear your screeching cry.