The world I know is harsh and cold-
The temperature always falling.
The look of hatred in her eyes,
Could send a child crawling.
She could break you heart and spirit
Without a single word.
But words and blows are all she knows-
And you can't believe what I've heard.
Fighting back is al I have left
To keep my head held high.
Though as wrong as it seems to me,
I feel I have the right.
Who do I have to defend me,
When I only trust in me?
Why can't anyone open their eyes,
To see what I have seen?
My thoughts sometimes get scary,
When I think of my innocent son.
Is this chain broken with me
Or has this just begun?
It is up to me to finish this
And change what our future holds.
We are a product of our pasts,
But we can always change our molds.
The world I knew was harsh and cold
But the temp is slowly rising.
Because when I look into his eyes-
There's sunshine in our horizon!