My father comes hours after I come back from school,

I’m happy there; hyper and playing the fool.

But as he pulls on the handle and turns the key,

A wave a dread and fear fills up inside of me.

I have a secret a dark one,

A secret I’ve never told anyone.

Every day when I come home,

My father never waits till I’m alone.

He’ll abuse me whether with a hand or an old shoe,

Till I cry sobbing badly: black and blue.

He’s been harming me since I was three,

Blaming a cause for everything on me.

“She’s a disappointment” talking with my mother he spat,

“It was her; that devil that brat!”

With a run I can definitely dive and swerve,

But in the end I know “I get what I deserve.”

Contemplating and crying with my mother,

One silly excuse after another.

One of these days I’m going to finally break free,

One of these days I know I’ll be truly happy.

Until then not one soul believes me: no one,

I have this dark secret,

And there’s no point of sharing it with anyone.