My Song

I wrote this when I had enough of my father…
I had enough of you and your anger
It’s time you realized that I’m your daughter
And not your punching bag for every bruise you gave me
I became stronger and now I’m not alone any longer
I hate you from the bottom of my soul
You opinions and your words don’t mean sh*t, just let me be
I don’t won’t your love, I don’t won’t your companionship
I’m not the same girl that cried a million tears and blamed my self for your aggression but now I know your a bastard
Even if I was a princess I would still not be good enough
What’s enough, its enough for all the problems you caused me
For all the grief you gave me, for every bruise I received from you
I just want to tell you this you sh*t you don’t mean nothing to me now
Your all alone, you come for my help,
I’m just standing there laughing saying you got what you deserved
Now it’s your time to beg, now it’s your time to cry
Wake up at night, look in the sky and wish that you die
That’s what my life was like but no longer
Now I’m stronger and you don’t mean sh*t to me any longer

By bilja sssss
Published: 12/3/2005
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