• My name is Lay.
    I am three,
    My eyes are swollen
    I cannot see
    I must be stupid.
    I must be bad,
    What else could have made my daddy so mad?
    I wish I were better
    I wish I weren't ugly,
    Then maybe my mommy
    Would still want to hug me.
    I cant do a wrong
    I cant speak at all
    Or else im locked away..
    All day long
    When im awake
    im all alone
    The house is dark
    My folks arent home
    When my mommy does come home
    I'll try and be nice
    So maybe ill just get One whipping tonight
    I just heard a car
    My daddy is back!!
    From Charlies bar
    I hear him curse
    My name is called
    I press myself against the wall
    I try to hide from his evil eyes
    Im so afraid now I'm starting to cry
    He finds me weeping
    Calls me ugly words
    He says its my fault
    He suffers at work
    He slaps and hits me
    And yells at me more
    I finally get free
    And run to the door
    Hes already locked it
    And i start to bawl
    He takes me and throws me
    Against the hard wall
    I fall to the floor
    With my bones nearly broken
    And my daddy continues
    With more bad words spoken,
    "Im sorry!", I scream
    But its now much too late
    His face has been twisted
    Into a unimaginable shape
    The hurt and the pain
    Again and again
    Oh please God, have mercy!
    Oh please let it end
    And he finally stops
    And heads for the door
    While I lay there motionless
    Sprawled on the floor
    My name is Lay
    I am three
    And tonight my daddy murdered me

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