My boyfriend asks why I alwas apologize for small things for nothing He looks into my eyes as I hide my tears "I don't know." I whisper as cheaks become wet Could it be that my mother used to yell when I looked at her wrong or something fell Could it be because my father only ever loved me when I acted way he wanted Could it be because I was only told I was good when I was submissive and mink. I say I don't know, but really I do. It's because I have been taught that to much quite come with pain That anger starts silent, then scar that nobody can see From the one who said they loved me The one I thought would care "Why do you always apologize?" The words catch in my throat I'm glad he doesn't know He doesn't know because he never lived through the pain and the tears of a mother who is Crule and mean Who cuts you down but makes sure you don't bleed "Don't be dramatic. Don't tell them about me. You're the bad guy, don't you see" She tells me I deserve the pain and I believe her. I take the shame. As I start to cry, he doesn't push further. He holds me as I trembl I prepare myself for the fight. For him to walk away For I am a burden and no-one will stay But he doesn't leave. He doesn't yell. He reminds me that he loves me and how strong i am With a gentle smile and a kiss for a moment, I forget Why