No one cares about the bruises on my arm... Or where they came from
Because noone knows
Because I can't say...
But I can say I didn't fall down the stairs, an excuse i've used for so long--
Someone pushed me
And these scars didn't come from football practice, or some foolish game..
They came from the forceful, abusive hand of someone with my name
They're deemed totally sane
But they aren't... No but no one ever believed me
No no one would ever know
Because when I would say he abuses me
I don't let the fear in my eyes show
I don't let the tears flow
I don't let my scared eyes show how terrified I am
Only imagining what he's going to do to me when I get home
If he was to know
That I tried to tell someone
Who knows!
I might fall into a hole
Or hit myself with a baseball bat
Or maybe even throw myself down a full flight if stairs
Maybe I'll put me into a coma
But who knows?
Who knows what could happen, who knows what he's gonna do to me when I get home