Bruises

Purple bruises 

Why do you hide them so much? 

I know something's happening at home 

Yesterday I saw you on a crutch. 

You were limping down the stairs 

Smiling like everything was fine 

But then why did I hear you cry,p 

Last night somewhere around nine 

And why was there a voice yelling

And dishes clinking against each other? 

Does your family know about the abuse? 

Have you told your mother? 

You deserve someone better 

Not someone who hits you behind a closed door 

Not someone who makes you feel ugly 

Worthless, stupid and so much more. 

You can't hide the bruises, you know

I can see them, and so can everyone else 

They peek out from beneath your clothes 

Except you, we all can hear the warning bells 

Purple bruises, you don't deserve them 

You deserve a life full of sunshine 

You deserve to smile while going to bed 

And not having to curl up and cry at nine.