There are some days in my life
where I question every single thing he does,
and wonder how no one passing by
can see the truth behind his evil eyes.
He is only walking free
because I refuse to give him any satisfaction
of dragging me through any justice system,
just so he can escape his crimes
by some legal technicality
that allows him to remain innocent until proven guilty.
So I spend my days never giving up
my devotion to move forward with my life,
convincing myself that every dark night
has a brighter day,
because success is my only option
of showing the world
that he cannot shut my spirit away.
So even if the words don't seem to rhyme,
I will keep writing anyway,
and even if my smile is fake,
I will paint it on every day,
because I know that one day in my life,
when he is doing every single thing
he continues daily to do,
someone else will be passing by
and they will see the evilness behind his eyes.
