Letter Left on the Table

I was wondering What you did to me Was I so bad? Being your daughter is my past Please do not beat me at last I never thought you would hurt me But I guess I was wrong My breasts don't define me Dad, You dont want to hear my song How could you do that to me? You say How could I do that to you! How could you do that to me? You say How could I do that to you! Do that to you? I never fully understood who am I But now I do and I am strong Your violence only pushes me To do it my way to reach my goal Dad, you mean a lot to me But this is hurtfull I have to run! run! run! run! RUN! For you to not kill me next time I have to run! run! run! run! run! RUN! For you to not kill me next time How could I do that to you? Do that to you? Do that to you!