Wake up to feelings of guilt
Can't wash away all the filth...
Wake up to feelings of guilt
Can't wash away all the filth...
I fear that there may be nothing good left inside.
Dabbled with destruction and now I'm its bride...
Waking up in a pool of shame,
kept company by distorted thoughts, and what you...
Everytime it happens, this anger builds inside.
Angry words about to bust free; if it happens one...
When you look at my face can you see the shame.
Do my eyes portray the guilt, do they show I'm to...
Find me nowhere! |
Rape is a crime too cruel for mind or memory to face. |