The truth '08

Lips so tightly closed
Not a breath can escape
She drops her hair over her face
So that no one can see the images that replay in her mind

Daddy's words, Mommy's tears
And always crying, always feeling so scared

The headache comes, she feels like she might choke
A disgusting bile rises to her throat
It's coming, she can feel it coming

Too timid to open her mouth and tell somebody
That at home, she feels crazy
And anymore and the razor will leave it's mark
But she still hides it all

Opening her lips, so carefully
Her tongue wants to talk, her head wants to scream
No voice comes out, she feels insane

This girl is alone
This girl is me