She’s hopeless yet bold
Trying to find her way back home
She can’t go there now
No one accepts her, but she still has faith
They have every right to be mad, upset, yell and scream
But everyone sees past the girl that she wants to be
Her father gave her a life and brought her back home
Even though he’s the one who beat her and threw her in the cold
She is closest to him, because there is no other
She still waits on that one person to stand up and be her mother
Until then she waits
He treats her worst calling her fat, ugly, and dirty
He acts like a child but is over the age of 30
What he says cuts her deeper than the blade that draws her blood
But builds her stronger, than anyone ever could
She shall figure her way out when she is older...
But for now the sin lies in the hands of its beholder
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