Sitting here alone and afraid

I wish this would just end.

Thinking of all those days and nights I prayed,

And how they murdered my best friend.

They beat me with sticks and a cane,

And were dressed all in black,

I had never felt so much pain,

I always thought of the family I lack.

Why me I've always asked

The frightening nights I spent alone,

Why is torturing me their task?

I just wish for a loving,safe home.