Look at me
Do i look like your average child?
In the outside, maybe i do
But inside me im not, im going wild.

Memories run in my head
Like a private movie for just me to see
But the biggest memorory
is the one of you beating me

My mother wouldnt do such a thing
The same with my father
It was my always-drunk uncle
that did all the bother

I'd wake up every morning to ask my self
will my uncle hit me today, or kick me?
And, i'd ask myself
why wont he just let me be

why did he have to drink? maybe if he didnt i could live a happy life
maybe i would have grown up normal and didnt put my anger out on using a
knife

i ask my self still, maybe this and maybe that
but no matter what i cant change the past
and now that he's gone, maybe i can start over and live a happily, at last
 
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