Sometimes I think of him
I think of how he was to me
Of how it was such a sin
To strike me on my shin
And on my legs and my arms
To me he did so much harm
I won't always have bruises and cuts
But I know that I'll always be scared
I know he can't hurt me anymore, but
I am forever scarred.
Everywhere on my body
It hurt, so greatly.
He hit me so hard
That I will forever
Be scarred.
