My Story

My eyes have cried for a long time
The sadness was controlling my heart
Even that I didn’t commit any crime
But somehow all this I had impart

When the first time he had beat me
I should have run so far away
But I knew that this won’t set me free
And that’s what forced me to stay

You know then I was only nine
I don’t know what my mistake was
I know that I wasn’t a divine
But what is the harm that I had cause

That gives my dad the right to hurt me
And while doing this to feel happiness and joy
Just if like someone gave him heavens key
Only for beating his own young boy

Yet this memory I could have forgot
But it just don’t end here
When I’ve ran to mom I was caught
He took me away it was so severe

And when I saw her after a while again
She was sitting at home saying a pray
I ran to her and told her about my pain
She pushed me back and said watch the parquet

Until now I can’t understand how
Parents can do this to their child
I wish that they had threw me from a bow
That would have been definitely mild