No one would believe me
If I told them what you do
So that’s why I have to keep quiet
And I know you’ll keep quiet too
It’s hard for me you know
To hide what is wrong
It will be uncovered soon
And it won’t take very long
For the scars you give me
Are in very deep
It’s something that will last forever
Things that I will have to keep
I try not to complain
Because I love you
But I wonder if you know
All the bad things that you do
I wear long sleeve shirts
Because of the bruises
I’ll tell people I’m cold
When I really know what the truth is
I wonder how much longer
Until people stop mocking me
For they don’t know what I’ve been through
They obviously can’t even see
That I am abused
Every single day
But I don’t seem to stop it
When I know I have a say
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem