Abused child

Abused child.
Sometimes my inner thoughts scratch me and bleed,
sometimes I feel, and I want, and I need,
Sometimes I speak and cry out for love,
Sometimes I stretch out my arms, try to fly like a dove.
sometimes huge raw prints lie thick on my face,
sometimes I wish I could disappear without a trace.
Sometimes, only sometimes.

Sometimes I feel my heart wither and curl,,
Sometimes I wish I was a tough boy not a meek girl,
Sometimes I wish I could stand tall enough to touch the sky,
sometimes I 'know' what it feels like to die,
Sometimes daddys angry but he never tells my why,
Sometimes my whole body hurts and I cry and cry and cry.
Sometimes, only sometimes.

Sometimes I nearly smile and dare to speak,
Sometimes I'm 'oi girl!' but mostly I'm 'freak',
Sometimes im so sad, so sad and alone,
Sometimes I get bruises where he hit me with the phone,
Sometimes I pinch my arms to make sure im alive,
Sometimes I pretend to myself that im going to survive.
Sometimes, just sometimes.