Monday, 23 September 2013

these days

It's a good day when I don't get called a ' fucking whore'
A good day when I'm not too scared to walk out the door
I know I should really set the bar a little higher
And it shouldn't take a major brain re-wire

but...

It's a good day when he doesn't scream and shout
A good day when he doesn't throw his weight about
So I close my eyes and breathe a grateful sigh
and tell myself another idiotic lie

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