Abused

So many feelings bottled inside of my being

I take this mess day by day

Pushing my obstacles outta my way

I can't believe i can still breathe

After all the things that i've seen

I walk outta my room

Same mess as last nite

After the big fight

She's on the floor again

He'd been on her again...

Beating what little she had left

Into a pile of drunk on the floor

I hate it when she's like this

I told her it would be like this

But did she listen?

NO

Did she see my tears glisten?

HECK no

I wouldnt let her see

She didn't need to know me

What goes on inside

Belongs inside of me

 

At school they all know

Cuz being native is tough

We've all had enough

Of the alchol abuse and the beatings

People call us stupid 

But some dont know anything more

Cuz most times when you grow up one way

Your life is gonna remain the same

No matter what they say
Copyright © | Year Posted 2006

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