Beat Me Till I'm Broken
Wrote it in French... all my friends liked it.
My heart is crying, screaming
Yet silenced by a blade.
How much longer this will work…
Well, I’ll just keep going day-by-day.
For three years now, I think,
I’ve put up with the pain.
But now mom found out my secret
And she thinks I’m not sane.
I’ve argued, fought, cried
‘Please don’t send me away!"
But she doesn’t care, never has.
She hates me anyway.
I’m hiding in the closet
Waiting for my dad.
He’ll be drunk again and hit me
God, will he be mad.
*Four Hours later*
He beat me till I cried.
He beat me till I bled.
He beat me so hard this time,
That in the morning, I’ll be dead.
My head, oh god it hurts so bad
I can barley focus on my pen.
This is my final moment, I’m sure
So see you when you’re dead.
Yet silenced by a blade.
How much longer this will work…
Well, I’ll just keep going day-by-day.
For three years now, I think,
I’ve put up with the pain.
But now mom found out my secret
And she thinks I’m not sane.
I’ve argued, fought, cried
‘Please don’t send me away!"
But she doesn’t care, never has.
She hates me anyway.
I’m hiding in the closet
Waiting for my dad.
He’ll be drunk again and hit me
God, will he be mad.
*Four Hours later*
He beat me till I cried.
He beat me till I bled.
He beat me so hard this time,
That in the morning, I’ll be dead.
My head, oh god it hurts so bad
I can barley focus on my pen.
This is my final moment, I’m sure
So see you when you’re dead.
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