He asked me to be happy
He was angry at my frown
They say it takes less muscle to turn it upside down
I tried it for a while
It did not get any easier
I gave in for a second
Now he is even more angry
To see the marks
He blames himself
I cannot fight so I will hide
Hello Fred
I want to talk to Anya.
Why?
Because I love her
The words that break my heart
For what, lack of meaning?
Or for what I hear in his voice as he says it.