Behind my smile you missed the pain

My short blond hair and dimpled chin

Mischievous smile and instant grin

Made you believe my mother’s whims

Her wicked ways, those drunken days

High on dope, left me no hope as

Behind my smile you missed the pain

You never saw the little mite who didn’t know

What love was like, whose only touch

From mother dear, was fag burns, or a torn right ear

The bruises on my magic face, and arms and legs, and yet no trace

Was in your notes, your precious proof

Behind my smile you missed the pain

As punch and kick began to rain

Upon my tiny, fragile, frame

My bruised and batttered body would be still

Whilst you came round without the will

To see the lies, believe the ill that I went through as

Behind my smile you missed the pain

Again, again, again, again

So now I sleep with other friends

Victoria, Daniel, Hamzah, Baby P

Whilst all the world can see what you did not

All agencies come out to trot the same excuse of ‘it should not’

Behind my smile you missed the pain

Again, again, again, again.