What is my life worth?
I just thank God I'm not cursed,
Damned to hell or something equally as impossible to reverse.
Even though I know it can't get worse,
With confinement holding my key in her purse,
I let her say what she wanted to first.
And while I tell them all it hurts,
They laugh at me like I'm a joke,
I'm not their Jester to to poke...
Fun at whenever they want.
Believe me, soon you won't find me fun to taunt.
