I stare at the wall for days
I can’t be clear when I last showered,
But I can tell you what I last ate
When mama says you can’t get up from the kitchen table
But never teaches you to bathe
The kids all laugh at you, teachers send you on your way
I learn eyeliner from grandma, big sister shows me drugs
Boys and fathers ***** my ******* when all I needed was a hug
All attention is good, and any voice I use is bad
Late night internet praying not to be caught by dad
I look over my shoulder,
Paranoid of being framed
A prisoner inside of her own home making straight A grades
Drinking on the weekend, committing petty crime
Smoking all your cigarettes, singing strawberry wine

I sit here in a haze
I can’t be clear what day it is,
But I can tell you when she passed away
Wind beneath my wings at the funeral home,
Where mama says they pray away the pain
But I can’t seem to reconcile any good Lord
Allowing innocence to be stolen on a rainy day
The party-goers all laugh at you, the host just walks away
I learn what a **** is from my cousin, little brother shoves
I’ve built up a wall of pain from all this lack of love