How could you do all of those things to me? br Couldn't you see what the outcome would be? br When you look at me now, can you see all those days? br All those stolen days you can never replace? br What did I do? I was just a child br It's no wonder I was so violent and wild br Look at yourself and don't even lie br The only question I have is 'why, just why' br Every blow you ever layed upon me br You knew they would never listen to me br Didn't you consider the fear that I felt? br What about the embarrassment of another welt? br What did I do, was I so...bad? br What in the hell made you so..mad? br I try and understand or even to relate br but I never did anything for you to hit my face br Alone and afraid with nowhere to run or go br Anger and Hate was all I knew how to show.