They say many things,
They welcome you into the world,
They say it's safe
They make you feel welcome
They make you feel that your already battered body is beautiful
You smile nervously
You cringe and wince at the sound
You get used to the sound
You learn not to look
Your the one being smiled and looked at
I'm in a cage,
I'm on display
I'm touched
I'm felt
I'm exposed
I loved him,
I was his slave
I bent over backwards to please him
I said sorry when it wasn't my fault
I ignored the other girlfriends
They invited me in
They made it all okay
They said It would be fine
They avert their eyes
They scoff and titter
He held me down
He put me in a head lock
He forced his fist through my face
He dislocated my jaw
He said it was my fault he lost his temper
Sep 11, 2012
Sep 11, 2012 at 4:00 AM UTC
They say many things,
They welcome you into the world,
They say it's safe
They make you feel welcome
They make you feel that your already battered body is beautiful
You smile nervously
You cringe and wince at the sound
You get used to the sound
You learn not to look
Your the one being smiled and looked at
I'm in a cage,
I'm on display
I'm touched
I'm felt
I'm exposed
I loved him,
I was his slave
I bent over backwards to please him
I said sorry when it wasn't my fault
I ignored the other girlfriends
They invited me in
They made it all okay
They said It would be fine
They avert their eyes
They scoff and titter
He held me down
He put me in a head lock
He forced his fist through my face
He dislocated my jaw
He said it was my fault he lost his temper
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