I know it's wrong yet I can't break free,
Well it's more of me not wanting to leave,
I know he doesn't have the right to treat me this way,
But sometimes I wonder if this karma making me pay,
Is it my fault that my life has become a mess?
Is it your's for showing that a woman should always be less?
Please tell me my dearest mother,
These burning questions have become a bother,
Why do I crave the attention of a man who hurt me so?
I ask you but you also don't know,
Will this cycle of self-torture never break?
Mother, won't you leave this broken home for my sake?
Won't you lead the way to a healthy life?
I don't want to continue this chain of strife,
But what can I do? This is all I've ever known,
I'll grow up and build my own broken and battered home...