Mommy help me!

I fall to the floor and I see you watching

your crying and bleeding and painfuly dieing.

I know what I should, but I'm to afriad to.

Mommy help me fight back, he's hitting me now!

Why is dad so mad at me? I wish I could know.

Now he's slapping my face and yelling 'you ho!'

Mommy if I stay here you can go!

I see you get up quietly

You grab the metal flash light and go up behind dad

With one hit to the head you think that he's dead.

But he rises with a gun and points it at you.

He says it's been hell living with a child like me

And all of the rest I did not deserve to see.