When a good man finds you
it's hard to see the truth
because your whole life you've suffered abuse.
It's hard to see what's real
when people decide to be kind
because you know what lingers, you hide.
you always look over your shoulder
waiting for things to go dark
then realize you're okay, no need to bark
it feels so strange and unreal
like you are in a dream
you realize there's no need to scream
you are able to be free
you can be who you are
you can set the whole world free