A year ago as I wept and cried.
I felt depressed. I wanted to die.
2 bruises here and 2 bruises there
A cut on my leg, covered with air.
My lip was cut; My heart was crushed
My head was sore; My face was flushed.
I never felt this way before
I was so fucking sore.
Early August, When it began
Threatened my life; Because she can
I called her mean, I called her trash
She hit me, kicked me, and continued to thrash
I wished her dark; I wished her gloom
I wished her death and wished her doom
She got her fist, slammed in my face
I was dizzy, my head’s in space
I have thought about revenge
There’s no way I can avenge
I cut myself for 3 months straight
I was at the end, I sealed my fate
I wimped out, as I always do
T.W.M, here’s a massive “Fuck you”
From me to you, I always cared
Now I’m always fucking scared