I was an innocent little kid
My daddy beat me
He loved the bottle not me
I have never been worthy of love
Torment was destined to be my teacher
From the first breath I took in this world
To the very last
I will carry the pain
Guilt
and shame always
It has spread in me
And like cancer, there is no cure
When it has consumed my body I shall die
If only my childhood had been different
I could have been somebody
Done something useful
But all I am now is fucked up and useless
Because
I was an innocent little kid
And my daddy beat me
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