I look in the mirror
at my tearstained face
and I think to myself
what a disgrace
I have been here for hours
crying my eyes out
while you try to beat
all my life out
why are you doing this
always to me
this is painful
dont you see
you are not my mom
or my dad
but you are still
making me sad
you are not hitting me
at least not with your fists
but with your abusive words
i dont think anything could hurt worse than this
done by christine