Child Abuse
Her name was Auroura She was only five
This is what happened When she was alive
Her dad was a drunk Her mom was an addict
Her parents kept her Locked in an attic
Her only friend Was a little toy bear
It was old and worn out And had patches of hair
She always talked to it When no one's around
She lays there and hugs it Not a peep of sound
Until her parents Unlock the door
Some more and more pain She'll have to endure
A bruise on her leg A scar on her face
Why would she be In such a horrible place?
But she grabs her bear And softly cries
She loves her parents But they want her to die
She sits in the corner Quiet but thinking,
"God, why? Why is My life always sinking?"
Such a bad life For a sad little kid
She'd get beaten and beaten For anything she did
Then one night Her mom came home high
The poor child was beaten As hours went by
Then her mom suddenly Grabbed for a blade
It was sharp and pointy One that she made
She thrusted the blade Right in her chest,
"You deserve to die You worthless pest!"
The mom walked out Leaving the girl slowly dying
She grabbed her bear And again started crying
Police showed up At the small little house
They quickly barged in Everything was as quiet as a mouse
One officer slowly Opened a door
To find the sad little girl Lying on the floor
It must have been bad To go through so much harm
But at least she died With her best friend in her arms
♥Elin♥ (Jag har inte skrivit texten)
