My life

The bitch walked out on me

When I was one

She abandoned me

She wasn't the only one

He grabbed me

And held me tight

So by the time I was five

I'd learnt to fight

He died

When I was eight

God I wish

He was still alive

HE took me in

He made me fight

And then one fine day

I took flight

I was soaring free

Not running trapped

And I knew I could

Make a huge impact

But now this time is nearly over

And I don't know where the fuck

I'll end up

But it doesn't matter

I don't care

I'm free now

And I'll never

Go back there.