A Tyke Called Mike

Seemingly perfect
A household of values
Harboring secrets
Playing a ruse

There she is, hiding beneath the bed again
Holds her breath, can’t make a sound
The sweet tang of liquor drifting over
She hopes he won’t see her, she won’t be found

A father of revile
Shakes up her life
She’s been torn
Hiding the scars
Cloaking the bruises with a smile
His best offense is a pain the world can’t see
Whose protector could he ever be?

Facing the world
With marks on her heart
Single soldier
Sets herself apart

There she is, waiting for life to rescue her
Chasing her dreams, try not to be him
The world sees this monster in her face
She just wants to leave it behind

A father of revile
Shakes up her life
She’s been torn
Hiding the scars
Cloaking the bruises with a smile
His best offense is a pain the world can’t see
Whose protector could he ever be?

Father of revile
You shook my world
I’ve been torn
Hiding my scars
Cloaking my bruises with a smile
Your best offense is a pain the world can’t see
Whose protector could you ever be?

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