No time to be a kid I grew up fast
Doing the things I did unknowing I'd be outcast
I learned quick or the bruises grew vast
Standing up for myself, that was unspoken
Not wanting to be beaten until bones were broken
Thrown up against the wall or down to the ground
Afraid that my body would never be found
I would cry night and day
Not understanding why my mom would stay
Taking the beatings for my sisters
Above the stove hot hands would blister
Having fits would pay your toll
To bruised wrist and a cracked skull
Pushed down the stairs or dragged from a car
Nothing ever was a move to far
No proof now just a mental scar