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respect
Respect respect
That’s all you wanted from me
You tell me
But how can you ask
For respect if you never
Stand up for yourself
Letting a man walk over you
talking over you
Like you don’t even have a voice
Never showing you have a backbone
Afraid of being left alone
And you say you want respect
You let you child hear you fight
Never being a good mother
and trying
To calm their fear
Never shielding from a sight
a child should see
Their mother broken
Unable of being fixed
Like a toy that’s been disregarded
Your sons and daughter
hearing ever shout
Your voice keeping
them up all night
You ask me your daughter
to respect you
But how can I respect you my mother
When I’m the one
Hearing every shout every sob
Always the one left asking why
Why don’t you leave him?
And you let me know
You need him
You need him why?
To put his hands around your arms
Around your throat
You need him
So badly
You can’t even give him up
When I’m the one breaking
your fights up
By telling him to let go of
my mother
My hero
Who is now on the ground?
Telling me it’s all right
That I’m a good little daughter
For standing up for you
And pat me on the head
Then send me on my way
Another night
Another fight
I can’t sleep with you voices
Haunting me
I creep downstairs
And see the stares
Of my brothers
Huddled on the couch
Watching TV
Not even bothering to see
What going on upstairs
Why should they
They seen it all before
And they know no one would care
It doesn’t matter
We don’t matter
It’s all the same
Ever shout
Ever tear
Doesn’t make a difference
I run to the backdoor
Hoping for a way out
A great escape
Who could I call to get me
out of here?
But where would I go
And who would protect
My brothers
And and
You
But I had enough
You’re suffocating me
You’re chocking me
You’re killing me
Soon I’ll
Be dead
Inside
I can’t stand another
night like this
Another fight
I fell to my kneels begging
God please to stop this
Madness before it spreads
Before it’s too late
And takes another
Piece of me that
I can’t bear to waste
The backdoor opens and
Their you stand
Arms crossed hiding the bruise
I know encircle you wrist
Eyes red
You talk to me like you
Can just wave a hand
And erase everything happened
But I know you can’t
The scares will still
be their tomorrow
Ending the silence
You asked me
if I was coming in or not
Not if I was all right or
That everything will be ok
Just an emotionless voice asking
An emotionless question
I said I’ll be in soon
Trying to hold back the tears
Knowing nothing you can say
Will stop my fears
but you dont even try to lie
to make it ok
you just shut the door on me
In more ways than one
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