I wrote this because of all the little kids who don't get a chance to live their life to the fullest.

Why does Daddy beat me
I am only 8, what could I have done
Why does Mommy not stop him
Does she care or is she too scared
Does Daddy hate me, what did I do
Every night Daddy goes out
Coming home so late
I try to hide but he always finds me
I see all this hate in his eyes
And all I can do is cry
As he beats me like I am his punching bag
But tonight Daddy seems very mad
And he don't stop hitting me
My breath starts to shorten
The lights start to fade
As I lay in this corner
Wondering what I did
I mean what can an 8-year-old do that is so bad
That would want to make her daddy beat her to death

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