You apply lipstick to cover
That busted lip,
Makeup to disquise those
Purple bruises and
Blackened eyes,
You wont stand up for
Yourself,
Your too afraid so instead
You just hide and cry,
You became his punching
Bag,
For every time he's annoyed,
Resentful, or mad,
He's jealous, he's controlling
But you love him still,
He taunts you,
He pulls on you,
When will you fight back ?,
You only want to love him,
But all he knows is attack,
Do you really think you've
Found your match ?,
You make excuses for him,
Your blind; thinking he loves
You,
He pushes you down,
Slaps you around,
And punches you like
Your a man,
He says you provoke him,
He gives you a weak "sorry"
Which he doesn't mean bc
He constantly does it again
An again,
From the outside looking in
All he seems to do is pretend,
Pretend he loves you,
Pretend to care,
He just wants to control you,
Your so naive and unaware,
You have to open your eyes
And fight back,
He's liable to kill you an
Theres no coming back from
That,
Get away, before its too late,
Follow God, continue to pray,
And have Faith,
Believe you are capable and
He will show you the way...
