You never would have seen

She was the dark
The pain filled place in my heart
And they tell me she never existed

The hits were real and I still feel
Her hand on my cheek


They say the first cut hurts the deepest
But its the subsequent ones that leave the scars


She spun in circles and we danced
with the wooden paddle in her hands
She pulled me down to the ground
And I heard myself crying
In my heart I was stuck between living and dying


She was a martyr, that's what she said
And whispered at night she'd be better off dead

But it never did happen though the rules never changed
Sit still and be quiet, be calm and contained



So she sat in the corners and she shook and she yearned
For someone to give her what she never deserved
She wanted someone to listen and someone to say
It all really happened, she didn't dream it that way