As I drove here today
I pondered the funny feeling
The one I felt when I first ran away
The one that crept
The one that made the abuse real
Those were the ones making me feel
Two hours later, I'm in my car
knowing I should go
I should run and take myself away
Once again
Its not as easy this time
Seeing him place his hands
And his words and his tone
On the little ones
The little ones that I grew
The ones I wish could have flew
With me to another place
Somehow achieving a sense of grace
The little ones I can't protect
Not anymore, I can't forget
Every time I'm here
all of these fears
They just come creeping back
I'll just sit in my car this time
