Aboriri

I was backed into a corner,
And my hands were tied from two...
So I threw my hands into the air,
And I did what I had to do...
There were marks all over her body,
And she never speaks with her friends...
And we stopped showing up on Sundays,
And we will never go back again...

Lord, I'm not ready to have a baby,
So I give him back to you...
And I'll take him back when I'm ready,
If you can ever forgive what I did...

If you could ever forgive what I did...

When will we be happy?
Where will we find strength?
Can we face our families?
When will you be safe?

Be safe...