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My name is Misty,
I must be stupid,
I wish I were better,
I can't speak at all,
When I awake,
When my mommy does come,
Don't make a sound!
I hear him curse,
I try and hide,
He finds me weeping,
He slaps me and hits me,
He's already locked it,
I fall to the floor,
"I'm sorry!" I scream,
The hurt and the pain,
And he finally stops,
My name is Misty,
By : Unknown
I am but three,
My eyes are swollen,
I cannot see.
I must be bad,
What else could have made
My daddy so mad?
I wish I weren't ugly,
Then maybe my mommmy,
Would still want to hug me.
I can't do a wrong,
Or else I'm locked up
All the day long.
I'm all alone.
The house is dark,
My folks aren't home.
I'll try and be nice.
So maybe I'll get,
Just one whipping tonight.
I just heard a car.
My daddy is back,
From Charlie's Bar.
My name he calls.
I press myself,
Against the wall.
From his evil eyes.
I'm so afraid now,
I'm starting to cry.
He shouts ugly words.
He says it's my fault,
That he suffers at work.
And yells at me more.
I finally get free,
And I run for the door.
And I start to bawl.
He takes me and throws me,
Against the hard wall.
With my bones nearly broken.
And my daddy continues,
With more bad words spoken.
But it's much too late.
His face has been twisted,
Into unimaginable hate.
Again and again.
Oh please God, have mercy!
Oh please let it end!
And heads for the door,
While I lay there motionless,
Sprawled on the floor.
And I am but three.
Tonight my daddy
Murdered me.