I did open the door, that let them in
Not minding my mother, my only sin
Oh so many a time, had I been told
Not to open the door, after we closed
I did not listen, but I surely did hear
I started to cry, so many a tear
Gun to my head, and mom on the ground
Forced to watch, without making a sound
The look in her eyes, it is hatred I see
The look she was giving, was focused on me
She tried to struggle, she tried to fight
But hopeless it was, I felt my contrite
Close he did hold me, hair in his hand
Come with me, his voice did command
Into the bathroom, with the other one went
Over the sink, is where I was bent
Slamming my face, into the sink
When I did wake, my blood I did drink
The sorrow the agony, the sheer pain
Why did he leave me, why wasn’t I slain
What he had done, to me on that day
Words I cant speak, or even convey
Images haunt me, his eyes do taunt me
Mirrors that vex me, for life did he hex me
Now I am a man, no longer thirteen
One day my mouth, I could not get clean
So I had all my teeth, pulled from my face
Now I feel ugly, I am such a disgrace
But If I give up, it means that they win
Would that be so bad, is It such a great sin
For the sorrow I feel, and the tears I do cry
The nightmares I have, and the wishing Id die
They Are the things, that make me who I am
Lead to the slaughter, I was only a lamb
