I was given birth,
Perhaps that was life's only mistake,
Even though it hurts today,
I still remember what my Mom had to take.
It was daily beatings constantly,
My Father was a fag,
But she still remained,
Because of my brothers and me.
Agressively and violently was my father's daily actions,
I guess it was entertainment 4 him,
His dialy satisfaction,
Was kept deep inside,
I was afraid to ever intervene,
I thought If I did, that day I would surely die.
My Mom, had to look deep inside of her heart,
She had to leave us,
Even though it was ripping her apart.
I did understand; yet nothing was planned,
The problems at home,
Were a product of a fucking maniac man.
I don't hate my father,
But he did pushed and shoved,
Even though my heart can't take it today,
I can never show him real love.