On January 29

2015

He dragged my hair to the street

Beat the shit out of me

He laughed, and left I wasn’t cry

Only wished I wasn’t alive

That was my fucking birthday night

Just a story she told me

That child died on her birthday night

No pills could fixed her mind

I hear her voice inside of me

Asking why

That child died on her birthday night

Is a curse or a lie

How she supposed to love herself

How to survive

9 years gone by

Still can’t get of that night

Never had home filled with joy

Only fears inside

She ruined her life

Tried suicide

But he’s the one should’ve die

That was my fucking birthday night

Just a story she told me

That child died on her birthday night

No pills could fixed her mind

I hear her voice inside of me

Asking why

That child died on her birthday night

Is a curse or a lie

How she supposed to love herself

How to survive

Is it good enough

Are you satisfied

With all the pain you put me through

Barely alive

Died on her birthday night

I hear my voice inside of her

Asking why

Are you satisfied

I feel barely alive

It’s time let it go

Start a new life