I'm sorry
Mama I'm sorry I couldn't help you
I'm sorry my hands were too small to keep his fists away from you
I'm sorry I couldn't dry off your tears
I'm sorry I couldn't heal your deep wounds
You didn't have to take the fall all day every day
All you ever did was care for him and us but in return all you got was a beating
All you got was a scar that bled for days
I'm sorry he never cared
I'm sorry he never felt your pain
Im sorry he thought you were a punching bag
I'm sorry I didn't try hard enough
I should have crawled faster and pulled his jeans with more strength
I should have taken that brush when you wanted to cover your scars
Mama hear my cry and heal my heart
Mama I'm sorry for what he did
If I cried a little more maybe he would have stopped
Maybe you would be there to see me take my first steps
Mama I'm sorry you died young
I'm sorry you died in the arms of an abusive man
I'm sorry i didn't help
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