societys soldier no longer
nobody saw the pain behind her smile
everyone assumed evrything was fine
they have no idea how wrong they were
while they looked away he was leaving bruises
some were emotional but most were physical
she looked so cute with him they said
if they only knew how uncute the truth is
she marched on like a little soldier of society as long as she could
but one day it all got to be too much
drastic measures were taken in order to escape
not a soul knew the pain she was trying to forget
it wasnt for lack of her trying
she tried again and again
got called a liar on multiple occasions
accused of slander and forced to deny it
just another wonderful part of the culture we live in
the victim is shamed for the attackers crime
the world wonders why we never come forward
if thats how you were getting treated you wouldnt either
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