Painful Life

As I sit in my room and cry, I think about your murder and wonder why, I thought things were going well, But I guess your life was a living Hell, Your dad was abusive, your mom was a drunk, They found your mangled body in the trunk, Some people don't know that murder is a sin, I hope you know I turned them in, Now you're gone and you can be free, I hope you knew you were loved by me, You died at the age of seven, But you'll be taken care of in Heaven.