My past
I remember watching step-dad beating my mom
And him yelling at me in an alcohol breath
"If you say anything, I'll knock her down to death"
Being scared for her life of this ticking time bomb
Crying myself to sleep, almost daily routine
Wondering why my mom stayed paralzed to him
Wanting a helping hand out of this sadness grim
Trying to shake her up to quickly leave this scene
I was only small boy when she was punching bag
And now as an adult, I can't be in couple
The nightmares overtake my anger in bubble
This is why I am here, get over bloody flag
Hoping that you counsel to a resolution
And that I can see past this abuse pollution