Before I was born it begin,
The horrible fights
Dad would drink,
Mom would lay with anything walking.
But as my sister and me came.
It only got worse.
Since the age of 1,
I wasn't wanted
It started with yelling,
Cause I cried to much as a baby.
But it quickly got worse,.
Much worse
At the age of two,
I was locked away.
It was always dark,
From morning to night.
I was locked in a closest,
Lucky to get food that day.
But it got worse,
Much worse.
At the age of 5,
My family got destroyed.
If it wasn't my dad drinking,
It would have been my mom's attitude towards us kids.
It started with the slapping,
Quickly growing to the broken bones
By the age of 6,
I knew everyone of the doctors in my town by first name.
If it wasn't my dad boots,
It would have been my mom's steel spoon.
But it got worse
Much worse
By the age of 7,
All the kids knew I was different
I wasn't allowed to shower,
Or get anything new.
I was stuck wearing the same clothes to school each day,
The kids noticed and made fun of me for it.
But it got worse,
Much worse.
By the age of 9,
I was thinking of dying
I was getting beat up daily,
By my dear old dad or the bullies at school
I wanted the pain to end,
Since it's all I ever knew.
Then something happen,
It was the first thing that ever made me feel happy.
My dear old dad went bye bye,
For good
How bad could you be,
If the only time you danced for joy was when your dad died?
But it got worse,
Much worse
By the age of 11,
I knew what sex was.
Now that's not so bad is it?
Unless you learned how I did.
The one person I ever trusted,
Betrayed me in the worst way.
I was just a innocent boy,
Why would he do that to me?
Every night for two years,
I was in fear he would come for me.
But it got worse,
Much worse.
By the age of 13,
They started.
The voices of my past,
Wouldn't leave me alone.
They would yell and scream,
All hour of the day.
They never stopped,
Unless I was knocked out.
But it got worse,
Much worse.
By the age of 16,
I was alone in this world.
I had no friends,
None of my family wanted me around.
I was stuck in my room,
Playing with a knife across my arm
I bleed so much,
I had to get new carpets in my room
Every day was like walking through hell,
If it wasn't bad at school, it would have been worse at home.
