The morning was so bitter because of the night before
The little girl she trembled she didn't want any more
Too many stripes across her, from the belt that hit her frame
The little one was shaking and was feeling a little lame.
In school she was so silent, afraid of everyone around
So instead of playing games, she was nowhere to be found
Somehow she thought she'd slip up, and tell the others of her pain
So she kept herself hidden, far from others she would remain.
Back from school she trembled she knew too well the routine
Awaiting her was the mother who was always cruel and mean
She had hoped that just one time, she could come home unfraid
But each time it would be the same, her beatings were all replayed.