Make Believe

by Stacii   May 8, 2006


Let's Act Like I Don't Remember
It's Time For Make-Believe
But The Shattered Window Is Still There
From The Time You Made Mom Leave
There's Still A Fist Hole In The Wall
Where We Used To Eat Our Meals
Although There Are No Bruises Now
There's The Scar That Never Heals
Like The Time I Tried To Run Away
I Could Feel The Rage All Around
You Raised Your Fist To Me
And I Stumbled To The Ground
Your Threat Was My Only Comfort
Always Hushed In The Crowd
"I'll Give You Something To Cry About!"
The Tears Were Never Allowed
Well I'm Crying Now Daddy
What Are You Going To Do?
Better Clean The Blood Up Off The Floor
Now Will I Get Through To You?

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