Today he hit me. Smart, he leaves no marks. Can it really be? It is just my soul covered in scars. What happens with world? I gasped, I am lost, In my heart there is bolt, And he enjoys it the most. But I am the one who stays. Who can you blame? Cover my body in lace, I am the one who endures the pain. Today he hit me. And under my clothes There are no marks or bruises. He hit me with words.