Treasure Island

Shauna Stoltz

(03/02/1990 / Washington)

Fear in me


You look into my eyes
I don't dare look down
I feel your hand hit my face
but I stand my grond

you hit me again
but I take it all in
I refuse to let you hurt me
I refuse to have fear in me

I wont let you
push me around
just like some stupid
little rag doll

you leave the room
with my bleeding
from your routhless
hateful beating

I get back to my feet
smiling big
for I know this will be
the last time I see you fat pig

I called the cops
late last night
and told them
you loved to fight

so they came just seconds before
I felt like hitting the floor
they took you away
now I'll never see you again

Because of you
I'm not afraid
you will never see
fear in me.

Submitted: Friday, March 30, 2007
Edited: Wednesday, February 09, 2011

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