Her father was a drunk
He father yells at her
Never hurts her
At least not physically
But emotions
He kills her
She sees her father get home
Cooks dinner for her
Then gets out the bottle of rum
*slams cup on table*
One cup of rum gone
*slams cup on table*
Two cups of rum gone
*slams cup on table*
Three cups of rum gone
*slams cup on table*
Four cups of rum gone
*slams cup on table*
Five cups of rum gone
He calls her into his room
"Why can't you just be smart?"
"You need to start going to the gym more, you're gaining pounds "
"Why can't you just deal with it yourself! You're not that stupid "
"You're such a hassle"
"Leave your not wanted here"
"All I have to do is wait 4 more years until you gone! Then I can live my life"
"You're just a kid who doesn't know a single thing about life so shut up and go to your room"
So that's what she did
She went to her room
And cried
And cried
And cried
Until she realized that it won't matter what he says tonight
Because it's what he will say tomorrow night that will hurt more
Still she smiles
