• My name is Misty..
    I am but 3
    My eyes are swollen
    I cannot see
    I must be stupid
    I must be bad
    What else could have made daddy so mad?
    I wish I were better
    I wish I weren't ugly
    Then maybe mommy would still want to hug me
    I can't speak at all
    I can't do any wrong
    Or else I'm locked up
    All day long...
    When I awake
    I'm all alone......
    The house is dark
    When my mummy does come
    I'll try and be nice
    So maybe I'll get one whipping tonight...
    Don't make a sound..
    I just heard a car
    My daddy's back from Charlie's Bar
    I heard him curse
    My name he calls...
    I press myself
    Against the wall..
    I try and hide..
    From his evil eyes
    I'm so scared now...
    I'm starting to cry...
    He finds me weeping
    He shouts ugly words...
    He says it's my fault
    He suffers at work...
    He slaps me and hits me
    And yells at me more...
    I finally get free
    And I ran for the door
    He already locked it...
    And I start to bawl..
    He takes me and throws me against the hard wall...
    I fall to the floor...
    My bones nearly broken....
    And my daddy continues with more bad words spoken..
    "I'm sorry daddy!" I screamed,tears rolling down my eyes
    But it's now too much late
    His face has been twisted in an unimaginable hate...
    The hurt and the pain again and again...
    Oh god please have mercy! oh please let it end!
    And he finally stops and heads for the door
    While I lay there motionless sprawled on the floor...
    My name is Misty..
    I am but 3.
    Tonight my daddy..
    Murdered me..