Slap, Rips and Stops
You slap my books
You slap my faith
You slap my apperance
You slap my family
You slap my life and you slap me
You slap me around and I can't handle it any more.
Stop
STOP.
STOP!
I cry out and finally someone hears
They join in
Rip my hard work
Rip my self-esteem
Rip away my happiness
Rip my skin
You work together and I can't handle it anymore.
Stop
STOP.
STOP!
I cry out and finally someone hears
They protect me from the slaps and rips
They tear you down untill you are human again
They are my savior
And they are yours too
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