Scared and afraid.
Will he see me, or will he have recognized me?
Seeing the man who took the pride from me
Will he kill me or do the same thing again?
I can’t sleep or eat
Because of what you took from me
Can’t tell family or friends
Because they won’t believe me
When I saw you, my skin jumped
From a terrible freight and
thought I could forget about that night
But I can’t even stand that sight
I’m not going to let you ruin my life
I fear that I will run into you again
And you will remember me.
I hope one day you will see
What you did to me.