Jude Reed :
I have a secret, a problem I have to conceal
It’s knotting me up inside, I don’t know how to feel
I’ve become a compulsive liar, but what am I supposed to say?
Perhaps if I keep it to myself, it will go away
My hands tremble when I’m at work; I’m forever cold
My legs no longer belong to me, my body they will not hold
I’ve fallen once or twice and had to be helped to my feet
Joe will start to ask me questions; I won’t let our eyes meet
I cannot face up to him, not now I’ve discovered the truth
At times he just ‘loses it.’ Yes, he completely hits the roof
So how can I confess, when I’m afraid of how he’ll be?
Like Dad, he’ll use his fists. He’ll injure me to some degree
I’m going to have to bite my lip. I don’t know what to say
Perhaps if I hide this secret, my problems will go away.
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