Sitting at my window sill,
contemplating what to say.
Reaching out for a hand
that are miles and miles away.
I think I said something wrong,
I'm sure you'll let me know.
I still get frightened after all,
being here hundered times before.
I fear your walk,
your comming near.
Your strut; fast and tempered
is already here...oh no
what should i do?
should I curl in a ball?
Feel his fists, feel it all?
Being helpless and alone.
Should I run down the stairs?
He will push me and pull my hair.
Now I cant hold a thought,
what should I do?
Foundation really wont help me out,
just stare and then thank god.
I wish I was you, id die to be..
you would notice a things bit odd.
I'm laying in bed, he does his deed
then I stare off to the sunrise.
Can't stomach the thought he's on top of me
as a tear falls from my eye.
I fear your words,
They're sharp as blades.
Cut without a thought,
your frown fades..oh no
what should i do?
Should I curl in a ball?
feel his fists, feel it all?
Being helpless and alone.
Should I run down the stairs?
He will push me and pull my hair.
Now I cant get up, and never will...
what should i have done?
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