I’ve had enough, of you it seems,
You cry a lot, the sound obscene,
Of what and how, I dare not think,
Just shout your mouth, or feel my chin.
I tried so hard, to keep my hands,
Between my legs, but you won’t stop,
You shout at me, I know not why,
I boil inside, my temper will rise.
It came one day, when out the box,
You threw cruel words, about my socks,
I had enough, I slapped you hard,
I couldn’t stop, I’ve lost control.
They smashed the door, I smashed your face,
Five pulled me off, your broken frame,
They cuffed my hands, It’s filled with blood,
I hear a cry, this time it’s mine.
By Julius Fa,