You looked me in the eye and told me that I was pretty;
And I believed you.
You looked me in the eye and told me that I had a beautiful smile;
And I believed you.
You looked me in the eye and told me that I had gorgeous eyes;
And I believed you,
When you said they light up like stars, and make my beauty shine like the sun. I smiled;
Believing in the words of my man!

And then you came home,
Staggering like a thief in your own house;
I asked how your day was and you hit me.
The face that was once pretty,
you cover in bruises!
The smile that was once beautiful,
Is no longer visible as you have removed all of my teeth.
The eyes that were once gorgeous are now swollen and scare even my own children.

You call me names,
Starting from a dog ending to a nothing;
And I cry,
Believing in the words of my man!

Today as you walk past my swollen,bruised and toothless dead body covered in blood and laying in a wooden coffin,
I believe you,
When you say I am dead.
Believing in the words of my man!