The knot in my throat and terror in my eyes
The sound of the door and the wishful goodbyes
The screams were too silent, sometimes I still feel
The things the judge said I should not have to deal with
'Cause ten turned to fourteen and no one would believe
Their echos I still hear, saying you're family
And those clothes I can't wear now, they still hide my voice
Now I re-live the stories with some other boys
Who treat me like their toys
Sometimes I call them friends, I got no enemies
I avoided all clubs and their hosted parties
Even being around, sometimes not even close
Brings me back memories of what once was the worst
Wished I could be a ghost.
Blamed for all the bad things you did, your regrets,
Our Christmas table had cookies with threats
When you tied my hair I could feel your revenge
Every bit of hatred got you on the edge
You forgot what you pledged.
The table could not hide my body anymore
And each time you came home I'd get scared by the door
Everyone that knew you said you wouldn't do that
Once again, I was evil, too dumb and too fat.
My body still hurts as you haunt to this day
I keep saying it'll stop, that you'd end this someday
If they knew everything, I am sure they'd still say
That you're my family and I'm the one that should pay.
