She sits there in the corner tears rolling down her face,
Wondering if she'll ever get out and leave this place.
Upon her cheek you see the imprint of his hand,
For this is the life that wasn't in her plan.
Silently he ties her sound, making sure she won't emmit a sound as He takes advantage of this poor soul.
Does anybody hear her, how she cries to get out?
Can nobody hear her scream of pain and fearful shouts.
She walks the streets feeling sad and alone,
Knowing good and well she can never go back home without Having a broken limp or bone.
Does anybody hear her as she gets beaten everyday?
Feeling broken by his hands to her dismay.
Does anybody see her as she dies inside, as he violates her, taking Her on a ride.
Can you hear her now?
How she tries to leave him so, he never letting her go.
Does anybody hear her, as she screams with all her might,
Trying to leave without a guresome fight?
Does anybody hear her, singing those same old blues, as her dead
And beat up body appear on the ten o'clock news.
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