Daddy. Mommy. Daddy, daddy, daddy. Oh, my good girl. Good girl. Welcome home. Once upon a time there was a girl, in a faraway land. In her early years she had to learn how to grow up, living in a war that she called home. Never know just where to turn for shelter from the storm. It hurt me to see the pain across my mother's face. Every time my father's fist would put her in her place. Hearing all the yelling, I would cry up in my room. Hoping it would be over soon. Bruises fade farther, but the pain remains the same. And I still remember how you kept me so afraid. The strength is my mother, for all the love she gave. And every morning that I wake, I look back at yesterday. And I'm okay. I often wonder why I've carried all this skin. When it's you that helped me put up all these walls I've built. Shadows stir at night through a crack in the door. The echo of a broken child screaming, please, no more. Daddy, don't you understand the damage you have done? For you it's just a memory, but for me it still lives on. Bruises fade farther, but the pain remains the same. And I still remember how you kept me so, so afraid. The strength is my mother, for all the love she gave. And every morning that I wake, I look back at yesterday. It's not so easy to forget all the marks you left on her neck. When I was thrown against the old steps. And every day I'm afraid to come home. In fear of what I might see next. Bruises fade farther, but the pain remains the same. And I still remember how you kept me so afraid. The strength is my mother, for all the love you gave. And every morning that I wake, I look back at yesterday. And I'm okay. I'm okay.