The Boy In The Attic

A blessing from below, born a sweet child like foretold

Could it the boy that I used to be

Oh, father please forgive me if I've done you wrong

For how long will you let me suffer all alone

Father! Please!

A father's touch, a beating one too much

Hiding in the closet waiting for him to sleep

What others saw of me, was what dad wanted them to see

Father! Please!

I want to taste the free, like nothing ever used to be

I want to taste what is mine

Am I evil, could it be, that I am the one they fear

Look at me, I am the sweetest one you'll ever see

I made it through the old into a brand new life

No more hiding in the closet, waiting for him to sleep

Into the shadows of old

Strange memories of time gone

I was never rightfully yours

Story's like mine, that were never told

Out of the window feeling free

That is how I killed me