Stabbed in the back I never bled Heart ripped out Not one cracked rib
Contorted and twisted trying to fit a mold Almost did but didn't break Absorbed every physical blow Not a single bruise did it make
Took in each syllable of every verbal assault Still I stand tall Blamed for trust and abandonment red flags forged by others Still couldn't crush my spirit at all
Opened up and bared it all just to have it used as ammunition Refused to clam up completely Kicked repeatedly when down Tried to prove it's deserved, couldn't convince me