My Orphanage

I have been held in this orphanage For longer than my years I am made to eat this horrible porridge They box me on the ears. How often I vow to flee, to go, But this is the only home I know My stammered speech, my one suitcase My orphanage, my hateful place. Like that case, this place I carry inside of me Its not so very heavy for a stocky child They said my mamma's loose They said she was wild Though I never new or saw That woman sent with me this fatal flaw My strange and puffy moon-like face My orphanage, oh my hateful place My stringy hair, my lack of grace My orphanage, my hateful place I-yi-yi-yi-yi I-yi-yi-yi-yi I could have been lucky like them Happy families look in my dark, rotten, Hardened heart and you'll see The downcast glance The empty embrace of my orphanage My hateful place. I'm an evil thing I am way full of something That was left by the side of a road I am chipped. Curly-lipped, Nevery any kindness was showed, No one else is here My orphanage, my dear. It simply is a part My orphanage, my heart.