• Lying to your own reflection
    …you thought you could hide
    He likes to make girls happy
    He likes to make them squirm
    He likes to make them feel
    Like they’ve never felt before
    Daddy, stop, no
    Please, daddy, don’t
    What’s wrong with you?
    I was only four…
    Four years of life,
    Four years and you think
    I’m ready for you
    To treat and to beat
    Like I was
    Your b**** down the street.
    Four years of life
    And a lifetime of pain
    All the therapy which you refused to pay.
    You don’t know how its hurts
    How crappy I feel
    Like it was my fault
    I suffer for you
    And feel
    Like it all comes down to me
    When in reality it comes down to you
    Like when I blame my mom for what you’ve done
    When now I realize she was just as scared
    Just as beat and held down by you
    She couldn’t help herself
    And help me too
    Hear us whisper
    Hear us scream
    Beat me
    Bite me
    Like me
    Fight me
    Hit me
    Drink me
    Eat me
    Suck me
    Lick me
    Kick me
    Slap me
    Punch me
    Kiss me
    Touch me
    Claim me
    Name me
    Tame me
    Rape me
    Take me
    Hurt me
    Love me
    Hug me
    F*** me
    Hate me
    Kill me
    Help me
    Kill You
    And after years of suffering the truth had finally hit
    You’re such a guilty insecure piece of s***