My daddy used to call me his princess
When he took me by the hand
He'd tell me I was an angel
And beside him I would stand.

Looking up to him with loving eyes
Until the day I turned 10
My daddy turned as well that day
And changed my veiw on men.

At night when I lay
Alone in my bed
I hoped for once daddy
Would go to the pub instead....

Instead of coming to me
When I was on my own
Molesting and raping me
If only my mummy had known.

But he said it was our secret
He'd kill me if I told
It happened at least twice a week
Till I was 16 years old.

I never had a boyfriend
An abortion I had four
Then one day I realized
This couldn't happen anymore.

I told my teacher
She told the cops
And I'm thankful I did
But thats not where it stops.

I found out after
It wasn't just me
My younger brother and sister
Had also filled his glee.

What a sick monster
Our family's a state
My mother won't talk to us
It's us she hates.

She forgave him
How could she?
After what he did to us
What he did to me.

My sister has counselling
She was only eleven
My brother's still can't talk of it
He was just over seven.

When I think of how I loved him
How my admiration was true
It makes me sick to my heart
Of what a man can do.
 
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