I convince myself
Someday this will all blow over
Just cry a little
But whatever you do, don't look for it
Don't even think about it
That sharp object isn't gonna help you
It'll only make it worse
She's getting pressured again
He's yelling and screaming
"Hurt her, punish her!"
And she screams
More and more
Louder and louder
Walking forward
Toward me
Raising her fist
To my face
As I run away
Hiding away
I'm used to this
It'll be fine
In an hour
So I curl up into a ball
Hug my pillow tight
And cry forever
