My name is Lilly I am but three, My eyes are swollen
I cannot see, I must be stupid I must be bad,
What else could have made My daddy so mad?
I wish I were better I wish I weren't ugly,
Then maybe my mommy Would still want to hug me
I can't speak at all I can't do a wrong
Or else I'm locked up All the day long.
When I awake I'm all alone The house is dark
My folks aren't home When my mommy does come
I'll try and be nice, So maybe I'll get just
One whipping tonight. Don't make a sound!
I just heard a car My daddy is back
From Charlie's Bar. I hear him curse
My name he calls I press myself
Against the wall I try and hide
From his evil eyes I'm so afraid now
I'm starting to cry He finds me weeping
He shouts ugly words, He says its my fault
That he suffers at work. He slaps me and hits me
And yells at me more, I finally get free
And I run for the door. He's already locked it
And I start to bawl, He takes me and throws me
Against the hard wall. I fall to the floor
With my bones nearly broken,
And my daddy continues With more bad words spoken. "I'm sorry!", I scream
But its now much too late His face has been twisted
Into unimaginable hate The hurt and the pain
Again and again Oh please God, have mercy
Oh please let it end! And he finally stops
And heads for the door, While I lay there motionless
Sprawled on the floor
My name is Lilly
And I am but three,
Tonight my daddy
Murdered me.
That reminds me of that one story about the mother who killed her little son because he wrote on the sheets with lipstick. Then she went into the room and discovered that he had written "I love you, Mommy."
