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this is a story about someone not so nice |
| he hit me and told me i wasnt good enough he said to do better my mother deserved more i didnt know what i was suppose to do i was only 10 he said that i didnt deserve to live the way i did he said that i was a rotten brate i cried that night before i almost died before i almost took those pills down with the bottle was what would have happened but something stopped me something my inner self told me it was ok told me it would be over soon he'd stop hitting me and telling me that i wasnt good enough it would be over soon and now i live on without him watching over me |