Imagine comin home every day,

mom and dad yellin away,

in the kitchen,

momma's crying,

cuz daddy cheated,

and now he's lyin.

Imagine takin the blame,

and bein called names,

she goes out of her way,

to make you feel pain,

and though she's never said it- you feel like a mistake.

Daddy's the physical type, 

won't tolerate nonsense of any kind,

he's easily angered,

never a smile on his face,

and all his words are full of disgust and hate.

Imagine wakin up every day, 

feelin drained,

don't wanna get up,

but you're too scared to give up.

Imagine takin pills everyday,

to help you concentrate,

but all it does is lock you in a box,

and throw you in a lake.

Now you're drownin in your thoughts,

and you can't tell what's real or fake,

cause you've lost track of the days,

when you last felt "Okay".

Imagine being told your whole life is a sin,

and you want to stop but you do it time and time again,

you want them to forgive,

but you don't know where to begin.

Imagine tryna OD,

at the age of 13,

tellin yourself "it's too late for me",

"there's too much pain,

and everybody hates me lately".

Imagine leaving scars on your wrist,

try to hide em with a bunch of bracelets,

[when it's new it's a battle lost,

but when it fades it's a battle won]

all you wear are long sleeves,

and hoodies.

When someone asks,

you blame the cat. 

Imagine flinching every time someone raises a hand near you,

you're so used to abuse,

that you forget people love you.

Imagine ducking every time someone walks by-

in a certain way,

every time someone goes to touch you,

you brase yourself- ready to be beat black and blue.

Imagine falling in love at 11,

you start to feel happy again,

until he says he needs time,

so you go about your normal life,

with no reason to doubt him.

Then you find out he cheated,

but you still love him,

so every time you see them,

you feel like weepin. 

Imagine being mentally abused,

always being lied to,

emotionally drained because you're always being used,

being told that you're not a 10 but a 2.

Imagine a fire constantly building up inside you,

a raging monster that you can't control,

waiting for one wrong move,

watching for the smallest window of opportunity.

Imagine being me,

probably wouldn't last a single day in my mind,

my demons would eat you alive.

While you lay awake at night,

you'll start to lose your mind. 

Imagine,

just imagine,

feeling this pain,

surrounded by hate,

abused day after day

just imagine being me for a day.