they called me the sad faced monkey
\nBut there was a time of joy
\nBefore I was trapped and stuffed in some cage
\nWhich really did annoy<\/p>\n
Me the abuse I suffered
\ndaisy that’s my name
\nFrom that breeding laboratory I said
\nBut bleeding it is
\nI’d have been better off dead<\/p>\n
Abuse abuse that’s what I got
\nThey broke my fingers the scars were not
\nThere from birth these bastards they
\nBurned me and turned me
\nInto what I am today<\/p>\n
Sad faced
\nBroken hearted sweet lost dear
\nFinally wild futures
\nAllayed some of my fear
\nNow in this sanctuary
\nI can be
\nMyself at last
\nTake that from me<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
they called me the sad faced monkey But there was a time of joy Before I was trapped and stuffed in some cage Which really did annoy Me the abuse I suffered daisy that’s my name From that breeding laboratory … Continue reading