abuse

You think the world is all great
Until you grow older and see all the hate
Love does exist
But its hidden behind his closed fist

you see him walk down your street
You wave, just a simple greet
Unknowing of what he’s done
What he thinks in his anger is fun

He treats her as if she nothing
She believes him
But in her heart she knows she something
But somehow she still loves Jim

The bruises on her face
She covers with that paste
Walks through with a fake smile
She practiced this its gone on a while

can nothing be done
can't this girl do anything but live in fear
can't she have fun
can she stop and wipe that tear
and it never come back