Here’s a song I just wrote:
“Scars to Prove It”
Have you ever wondered
how a child survives a horror?
Do you think children are resilient
or children they forget?
Hiding from yourself, is necessary for survival
Nice girls don’t make a fuss
Nice girls they pretend
they’re safe and loved
30 years or more they’ve been there
evidence of my destruction
proof somebody should have seen
when I was six years old.
30 years or more he’s been
protected by your disbelieving
by his respectability
people willing to be blind
I’ve got the scars to prove it
because a father owns his daughter
got the scars to prove it
because no-one interfered
I’ve got the scars to prove it, 30 years or more they waited
scars of horror, just where you’d think they’d be.
I’d never looked, never asked
no doctor ever mentioned
perhaps they thought I’d given birth
and never been sewn up
Until one day I asked her, and she showed me with a mirror
“this is very old” she said, healed without a doctors care.
They were the scars to prove it, a nightmare seen in daytime
The scars that showed that I’d been making nothing up
Scars seen in the mirror, instead of in my soul
For the first time I could see the story of that little girl.
Scars to prove it. A nightmare really happened.
Scars to prove it, spotted far too late.
Scars to prove it, because nobody would interfere
Scars of horror, just where you think they’d be.
Copyright 2009 SwordDanceWarrior
Here’s a very rough a capella recording of the song if you’d like to hear it. All rights reserved.