Fly

Screaming, crashing… Ready to give her more.
He’s gonna do her good like once before.
The belt-buckle sound leaves her shivering…
Once he’s done, she’s on the ground quivering.
Oh, and she wishes she could fly,
Reach the clouds, get up real high.
Reflecting she sees how life has passed her by…
She crouches on the ground and starts to cry.
Bashing through the door once again…
Whipping, screaming, yelling… Inflicting pain.
Leather scarring skin… Sickening…
Lying on the ground, trembling.
Oh, and she wishes she could fly,
Reach the clouds, get up real high.
Reflecting she sees how life has passed her by…
She crouches on the ground and starts to cry.