Victoria Smith

You Torture Me.

Please quit trying to control me,
I'm not a puppet in your hands,
Nobody believes what you do to me,
Nobody ever understands.

You beat me up to hear me scream,
You tie me up to see me struggle in pain,
I wish somebody would save my soul,
From your sick little brain.

You smile as you see me bleed,
Every tear I shed makes you laugh,
You hurt me so much all day long,
Then place me in an ice cold bath.

Shivers shoot down my crooked spine,
As you stare with your piercing eyes,
Why won't nobody believe me?
But they all believe your lies.