Stand Up.

We call her excentric, the life of the party
but nobody knows that inside she' s dying
A smile on the outside she wears with such grace
but internally she begs to be gone from this place

A place full of constant emotional hate
One minute he's here the next he's away
She struggles to find the streangth from within
To get up and leave a new life to begin

He screams and he shouts the most God awful things
Tells her she's fat and she needs to lose weight
That only a real woman wears a size two
Despite what she's given the compliments are few

She sits and she stares in the mirror with doubt
Is this the right choice, the only way out?
A tear starts to flow across the bruse on her face
She cant feel anymore so cryings a waste

Something inside her begins to Scream
There's got to be more in this life for me
A man who will love me with all my flaws
It's time that I show him who is the Boss

She opens the door and there he stands
Demanding his dinner, raising his hand
A swing and a miss it's the first time she's moved
The shock overcomes him and he doesnt know what to do

She says, "That is it, I've had enough
No more of this crying I'll show you who's tough!"
If you touch me again I can promise you
You'll be on the "screwed" end of this .22

I am a real woman no matter the size
No more will you hurt me and no more black eyes
You made me think I cant be alone
Well get your stuff and get gone cause your on your own!


KMA