Bring Me to Court
Basketball, dodgeball, fists of hate
Bruises, cuts, tears that burn
Curl up in hiding and wait
Sit and wait for my turn
Break my heart to pieces of glass
Laugh as I hurt deep inside
Hoping that this shall come to pass
Tortured on this never ending ride
Mend the cuts from you and from me
Skin like a canvas of an army battle
Hope to wake to find it all just a dream
Let the story of my life travel
Bring yourself infront of me on a dare
Now its my turn to take your happiness to escort
And if this isn't fair
If it doesnt meet your life's rules
Bring me to court
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