But Maybe

 But maybe
nine months of carrying me
was just some distant memory
those oh so sweet lullabies
were just part of all your lies
I know where you've been late at night
and that drink that started your plight
And those  soft words laced with the smell of beer
made me sick everytime you came near
and your hurt and violence
was the thing that made me into nothing but silence


But maybe
we can finally be happy if you put down that drink
its much easier than you think
its better that way when you're around
and instead of me bruised on the ground
and we can talk with warm words
and soar freely like small birds


But maybe
I should stop pretending