Eventually a child will realize
That if they play the victim, they will be victimized.
It's sad to say they may take the abuser's side
When they have no confidant in which to confide.

Still, the child is blamed without a second thought.
There's no one there to listen or any help to be sought.
They are on their own now, cast aside, left to rot.
This happens right under our noses, whether we like it or not.

I am not your ragdoll.
I am a human being.
You obviously have no idea what that even means.
You abuse everyone around you,
Especially the weak.
You even hurt those that have no voice to speak.

You sicken me, and I wish I had never known you.
You were calm one moment then furious out of the blue.
I think back to all those terrible things you would do.
Twisting my arm, saying you could break it if you wanted to.

Love was just something you never knew.

Welcome to Heaven, in the form of a pill.
Now, I've heard that you need it, that you've fallen quite ill.
Don't worry, you'll take it, we know that you will.
If you don't, then we can simply keep you until
You realize you need this for your heart to be filled.
Your mentality now is to either **** or be killed.
We don't know who taught you this, but it gives me a chill.
Reconstructing your brain, well, that gives us a thrill.

Can't help but be bitter, can't help but be sad.
It's like everything falls apart, everything I've ever had.
How does this even happen, how can it get so bad?
I just want to heal; I don't want to stay this mad.

How can I forgive them when I cannot forget
The pain that they caused me, from the time we first met?
Putting it behind me now seems to be my best bet,
But if it were that easy, why haven't I done it yet?