Maybe I should not have smiled at him,
I should know to only smile at you...
And to not take my shirt off at the gym.
When you find out, I'm scared of what you'll do.
It was only a smile; one small gesture.
I will flinch, cry, plead for you not to swing.
Your blood will boil, heartless thoughts fester.
And to think you were a human being...
It's not you that everyone's out to get.
Yet, know that it is you I'm forced to love.
As long as I'm with you, you can hurt no one else.
But you're breaking my wings; I'm a fragile dove.
I'm hoping someone will see you and I on the street.
They'll see the grip you have on my arm.
I'll whisper, "Please help me, he's hurting me",
And I'll be saved; away from harm.
I wish people would stand up to you.
There are many other girls just like me.
Don't people know that parts of my skin aren't supposed to be purple and blue?
They should not be afraid to step in between.
I should hate you because you have ruined my life.
I just need one person to step up and help me.
It should be obvious I don't want to be your wife.
Even when I'm done with you, my scars will still glisten.
I would be healed sooner, if someone will just listen.