What are the issues that brought me out here
There are so many — I can’t seem to get clear
Growing up in that home — was it so bad?
The feelings I stuffed — make me so sad
Court is another thing that’s on my mind
Decisions, decisions — is this the time?
Why would I do it — it makes me so mad
Is it for me or to get back at Dad
Hearing from my daughter and what she’s gone through
Hell turns to horror — what can I do?
Social Assistance — is this the way?
Feeling so useless — days seem so grey
I want something better for me and my kids
How can I do it when I’m feeling the shits
So much anger fills my insides
But the pain is harder to get out the cries
What did I do to deserve such a mess?
It was nothing I did — I just need a rest
Stretch and Calvin, the priest thrown in
Will a civil suit make up for the sin?
No — I don’t think — that word doesn’t fit
Shows how the past hits the present real quick
No wonder I think it’ll take me a year
To sort out beliefs and become really clear
A page and a half doesn’t begin to describe
The pain of it all that’s still locked inside.