You want me to tell you how i feel
You want to know my every fear
You tell me its all in order to help me heal.
But you don't understand
Everytime i shut my eyes
to my past, the nightmares appear
the pain comes to me
as it slowly starts to adhear.
I try to fight the memories,
the memories i once lived.
You don't understand
these are not things i want to relive.
Do you think i want to remember
feeling alone and ashamed
because of their sick little games?
I don't want to relive the abuse
or there incredible misuse.
I don't want to see there faces,
the smile on their faces
everytime a hit would come my way
or when they raped me
and all i tried to do was try to push them away.
I just want to stop the pain
Don't you understand?
This pain is not some sort of game.