Turn your head,
Don't look at me.
You're not to know,
You're not to see
Those marks he
Left upon my skin.
A secret curse,
A jagged pin.
x
Your eyes watch mine,
I look away.
I have no idea
What to say
To explain that cut
And how I got that bruise.
You question and question
'Till I'm so confused.
x
Why do you care?
What's it to you?
Why my shirt is torn
And my cheek is blue.
It's nothing compared
To how I feel inside.
The hurt's so deep.
I just want to hide.
x
Turn your head,
Don't look at me.
You're not to know,
You're not to see
Please shut your eyes
And turn around.
Just pretend that I
Never made a sound…