daddy left me alone
with hell to spare
at home
and only a meal
to embrace as my own
it's so much harder
when the blood won't come    
with daddy gone
they're allowed to see
more than they
should hear
and I have to walk
on shaking ground
When everyone's around
I'm forced to talk
to myself
Please don't yell at me
that makes it so much
harder
especially when
the blood won't come