He Said I Wanted to Cry

He would lock me in a room

And scream until I cried

My tears meant nothing to him

He said I wanted to cry

He said it was just another way

Of feeling sorry for myself

After awhile I think I actually believed him

My tears were not his fault

They were just a sign of my weakness

I needed to be stronger

But now I see that hating my tears

Was like hating the blood

That pours out of a wound

It means no harm

It's just trying to help you heal

I think he secretly loved my tears

To him they meant he won