Telling false things about my father,
And dumping things on me
You watch me cry,
When you scream at and slap me
It hurts inside
And it feels like I want to die,
The moments when you're nice
You say you love me
But then,
The next moment,
You start pointing out mistakes
And your words hurt,
Alot
You rip away the people I love...
Will this ever end...?
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