Why is it that everything is my fault?
Why must I take the blame?
I couldn’t really cause as much trouble as she says
But yet they believe her
They think I’m the most awful kid
The one you must watch every second of everyday
Or else I’ll have they town burnt down by the end of the day
I’m not as bad as she puts me out to be
I’m not this cruel person who thinks only of herself
She makes me look bad in front of her friends
And turns me down all the time no matter who’s around
She calls me names and screams at me for no reason at all
She tells me if I don’t straighten up an orphanage will be my home
There are people that love me but they are afraid to stop her
Afraid to make her mad and get her started
But all that does is hurt me more
I blare for help and I know they want to help me
But her rath is the one thing they don’t want to see
So I just deal with the threats and abuse
I don’t scream or fight back cause what’s the use
She will just tell me I’m crazy and send me away
Then again sometimes I wonder if I would be better off that way.