The purple curtain drawn
Nodbody can see beneath
Instead they merely wonder
Where her bruises came from
The purple curtain drawn
They cannot hear the screams
She cries
Instead they blame tiredness
On her red and puffy eyes
The purple curtain drawn
Nobody can smell the burning flesh
That the torture brings
Instead they ask themselves
Why she doesn't quit
Her ciggarettes
The purple curtain drawn
They cannnot feel her pain
Even though it shows in
Every line of her face
Instead they blame her depression
On a past they don not know
The purple curtain drawn
Nobody can taste the blood
That's spilt
Instead they simply wonder
Why she's in hospital again
The purple curtain drawn
Nobody wants to see beneath
Instead they simply tell themselves
That she left him
Once and for all
13/5/02
*Emma*
Nodbody can see beneath
Instead they merely wonder
Where her bruises came from
The purple curtain drawn
They cannot hear the screams
She cries
Instead they blame tiredness
On her red and puffy eyes
The purple curtain drawn
Nobody can smell the burning flesh
That the torture brings
Instead they ask themselves
Why she doesn't quit
Her ciggarettes
The purple curtain drawn
They cannnot feel her pain
Even though it shows in
Every line of her face
Instead they blame her depression
On a past they don not know
The purple curtain drawn
Nobody can taste the blood
That's spilt
Instead they simply wonder
Why she's in hospital again
The purple curtain drawn
Nobody wants to see beneath
Instead they simply tell themselves
That she left him
Once and for all
13/5/02
*Emma*