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I was helpless

Useless

a problem without a solution

wishing this was just one big  hallucin

wishes don't always come true

so all I ended up was black and blue

  

I wish this wasn't my past

wish it would just disappear fast

it still bothers me today

back then I didn't know what to say



I called for help

no one was there

I begged my mom why me

she would just say it was meant to be

I beg her why they don't stop



so when she tried to help

all she got was hit

I couldn't stand that shit

so I sucked it up

and got the fuck beat up

  

I never asked anyone for help

in fear they would be beat

and taste my defeat

so I took it

took my moms advice that it was meant to be



I still cried for help

but when I yelled

all I heard was

shut  you mother fucking mouth, fag

your are our human punching bag

  

during the night

I wished not for a fight

I would hide in my closet

hoping not to be found

trying to slow my breathing

so I wouldn't make a sound

  

but  no matter what

they would find me

stick me with needles

laugh and joke at my pains

wishing

they would strike one of my veins





all  I knew was fear and hate

told I was use less at school

and beat up at home

all I knew that might of been my fate

but  never my children’s fate

they will not grow up in a world of  hate