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.