Write what's inside you
But if it is inexpressible
I'll try and tell the truth
I'll tick off all the lousy and embarrassing strings
On that certain healing list
# To get stronger for a slap #
There's a reason to put up with all this
I've got nothing to regret
I must not hate those who hurt me

My hands are shaking with cold
As I'm thinking my thoughts
I write them down
I put my pain in a little box
I close it and hide...