dead but NOT broken

[MikaLeanne]

I am beaten

I am broken

I am openly abused

Sometimes it feels like they want me to loose

 

Sometimes I wonder what it would be like to die

Wonder if they would care if I was only a sirit in the sky

One things for sure, though I'm not sure why,

The one thing they would hate, is for me to spread my wings and fly

 

Insults and slander,

Violence and abuse,

It really doesnt matter what amo you use

 

The goals the same

Make me insane

Make the only thing I feel a strong sharp pain

 

It doesnt matter how hard you pound

How many ways to "punish" you've found

Countless ways you ensure I won't make a sound

There's no way Ill give up; not all year round

Not untill I'm burried deep within the ground!