Stand Up
Bruised, crushed, I lie on the floor
hoping, praying you leave
Things you said
scare my heart,
fists that followed
damaged me
I'm broken, I'm hurt laying on the floor
You don't get to make me or break me
I am strong I will push on
Watch me get up watch me leave
Watch me go be me
watch me
Your broken, your heartless, your drunk now laying on the floor
Your watching me
I'm no longer watching you.
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