Black and blues surround your arms
Like the 4 wall prison you call home
What to do in a situation like this.
Turn and run or face your fears.
The fears of your father not loving you,
Or try and hide and risk your life.
Just stay on his good side you say to yourself
You just always seem to get in his way.
Just look at the reflection in the mirror
And tell me what you see.
Do you like the person you’re becoming?
Mascara smeared eyes and bruises on your arms.
I fell down the steps you tell your friends,
But deep inside you know the truth.
Can you reveal your secrets?
Or will you keep lying
Just to make it through the day.
