Been Afraid
P.O.S. Lyrics


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Million dollar baby girl in the lower middle class/
With a maglight right beneath her pillow/
And though shes never been a boxer by choice/
Shes known to act oak you never catch her a willow/
Shes the calm type/ you see the small scars/
Creepin down her arms/ peeking from them long sleeves/
Right/ she keeps em weak in the knees/ but she stay out of sight/
And when the school bell rings/ its goodnight/
Or might as well be/ he never sees her around/
But he looks/ for weeks now hes been maybe tomorrow/
But hes shook/ he sees those bruises and he needs to please her/
Plus he dont wanna go home either/
Gives her a look they pass/ copies down a poem from a schoolbook/
Gives it to her after hesitation/ whoops his ass/ she took it fast/
Lost like all sensation in her hands/ and braced herself gracefully/
Sturdy where she stands/ humble mumbling/ passing the words fumbling/
Nothing discouraging/ just nerves (just)/ drumming up the courage/
Something bout skylines or bike rides or riverbeds/
Somethin or/ something that he read/
Caught her right beneath the armor/
Cauterized thought of any/ blunt force trauma/
Aint no way he could harm her/
When the curse/ leave a shell like a snake with fresh scales /
Some people seem to call that home/ but some souls roam/
Keep riding til the cycle is broke/ we dont need to go through nothing alone/
When the curse/ leave a shell like a snake with fresh scales /
Some people seem to call that home/ but some souls roam/
Keep riding til the cycle is broke/ we dont need to go through nothing alone/
Shes in the weather the whole storm/
Huggin on her prince his hands to skin warm/
Quick out the door no note no forlorn/
Cause all they heard was Papa dont hit me no more/
But they couldnt seem to keep the swelling down/
How they regretting ever letting out this 3rd child born/
But things are getting better now/ cozy sweater now/
With her thumbs through the holes in her sleeves worn down/
And boy similar/ noise minimal/
Toy criminal joys simple when someones found it in you/
Somehow it boosts the individual/ that bluish hue is mutual they/
Make love gently/ so aware of each others bruises/
And sorta scared they could lose this/
Trust bury the blues/ somewhere it wont bear roots/
But is this boy where the truth is/ shes spooked see/
Fruit never seems to fall far from the useless/ branch that its attached to/
And quacks say if hes beat up hes bound to smack you/
Shes down to step back now/ he ever get loud/
She couldnt be proud of whatever she might do/
This is the first time she ever felt touched/
That didnt bring her to hush like something was being done to her/
That unscrews her/ she loosens with the booze/
Her hinge can stay bent/ addressing her dudes wounds/
Regressing to bedrooms/ where fools ignored dont/
Hes not one of them tools that/ screws nuts and bolts/
And she know that/ and she know that/
And she know that/ but she holds back/ and she hope that/
He see the way she flinch/ cuz its kneejerk/ to brace for attack/
Even if hes only rubbing her back/ I mean/
And even if its like the deck has been stacked/
Its not an act hes really loving her back/
Hold your heart up/ never raise your hand/
She says that with her grown up voice/
Im yours now/ just like a child/
Dont be scared now/ the words click/ a piece finally fits/
I love you/ they say that with they lips/
never raise your hand/
He says that with her grown up voice/
Im yours now/ just like a child/
Dont be scared now/ the words click/ a piece finally fits/
I love you/ they say that with they lips/
When the curse/ leave a shell like a snake with fresh scales/
Some people seem to call that home/ but some souls roam/
Keep riding til the cycle is broke/ we dont need to go through nothing alone/
When the curse/ leave a shell like a snake with fresh scales/




Some people seem to call that home/ but some souls roam/
Keep riding til the cycle is broke/ we dont need to go through nothing alone/

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of P.O.S.'s song "Been Afraid" describe the story of a young girl who is dealing with abuse at home. Despite her courage and bravery, she is constantly haunted by the fear of what her father might do to her. The song begins by describing the girl's tough childhood, living in a lower middle-class family, and carrying a maglight right under her pillow. Though she is not a boxer, the girl is known to act strong, never showing her vulnerability, and keeping her bruises hidden beneath her long sleeves.


The song's story evolves as a boy becomes infatuated with the girl, noticing her scars and bruises. He wants to rescue her, but she remains distant and cautious. She fears that someone like him can't be trusted and might hurt her instead of protecting her. However, after sharing a moment of vulnerability with the boy, she finally feels a sense of love and safety that she has never experienced before. The song ends with both of them proclaiming their love for each other, a bittersweet moment that represents the hope for the future despite the past's devastating effects.


The song's lyrics are incredibly powerful, providing insight into the emotions that victims of abuse go through daily. The girl's story is a heartbreaking reminder that physical and emotional scars can last a lifetime. At the same time, the boy's actions symbolize the importance of compassion, empathy, and love in eradicating this problem. Rather than ignoring it or being afraid, we must actively seek to listen, understand and support those affected by abuse.


Line by Line Meaning

Million dollar baby girl in the lower middle class/
Despite her financial status, the girl has value and worth.


With a maglight right beneath her pillow/
She is prepared for any potential danger.


And though shes never been a boxer by choice/
She's never been in a physical altercation willingly.


Shes known to act oak you never catch her a willow/
She has a strong and unyielding demeanor.


Shes the calm type/ you see the small scars/
She appears composed despite the emotional and physical trauma she's experienced.


Creepin down her arms/ peeking from them long sleeves/
Her scars are visible beneath her clothing.


Right/ she keeps em weak in the knees/ but she stay out of sight/
She has a captivating presence but tries to avoid attention.


And when the school bell rings/ its goodnight/
She leaves school immediately after class ends.


Or might as well be/ he never sees her around/
She is rarely seen by others.


But he looks/ for weeks now hes been maybe tomorrow/
Someone has been looking for her for a while.


But hes shook/ he sees those bruises and he needs to please her/
The person searching for her is concerned for her well-being.


Plus he dont wanna go home either/
He may be avoiding his own problems.


Gives her a look they pass/ copies down a poem from a schoolbook/
He gives her a poem as a kind gesture.


Gives it to her after hesitation/ whoops his ass/ she took it fast/
He hesitates before giving her the poem and she accepts it quickly.


Lost like all sensation in her hands/ and braced herself gracefully/
She is overwhelmed by emotion but handles it with composure.


Sturdy where she stands/ humble mumbling/ passing the words fumbling/
She maintains her strength despite feeling nervous and unsure.


Nothing discouraging/ just nerves (just)/ drumming up the courage/
She is trying to overcome fear and anxiety.


Something bout skylines or bike rides or riverbeds/
The poem likely contains imagery of nature.


Somethin or/ something that he read/
He is unsure of the poem's exact content.


Caught her right beneath the armor/
The poem speaks to her on a personal level.


Cauterized thought of any/ blunt force trauma/
The poem has a healing effect on her.


Aint no way he could harm her/
The person who gave her the poem poses no threat to her.


When the curse/ leave a shell like a snake with fresh scales /
Trauma and abuse can leave lasting scars and emotional damage.


Some people seem to call that home/ but some souls roam/
Some people may be accustomed to negative environments while others seek a better life.


Keep riding til the cycle is broke/ we dont need to go through nothing alone/
We can overcome difficult times with the help of others.


Shes in the weather the whole storm/
She is facing adversity head-on.


Huggin on her prince his hands to skin warm/
She finds comfort in her partner's embrace.


Quick out the door no note no forlorn/
She leaves quickly without saying goodbye.


Cause all they heard was Papa dont hit me no more/
The girl has experienced domestic violence in her home.


But they couldnt seem to keep the swelling down/
The injuries caused by the abuse were severe.


How they regretting ever letting out this 3rd child born/
Her parents regret having a third child.


But things are getting better now/ cozy sweater now/
Her situation has improved and she is comfortable.


With her thumbs through the holes in her sleeves worn down/
She still has visible scars on her arms.


And boy similar/ noise minimal/
Her partner understands her pain and is quiet and supportive.


Toy criminal joys simple when someones found it in you/
The little things can bring joy when you have someone to share them with.


Somehow it boosts the individual/ that bluish hue is mutual they/
Being in love with someone makes you both stronger.


Make love gently/ so aware of each others bruises/
They are gentle and understanding of each other's pain.


And sorta scared they could lose this/
They fear losing each other.


Trust bury the blues/ somewhere it wont bear roots/
They have learned to trust each other and find ways to heal.


But is this boy where the truth is/ shes spooked see/
She is unsure if she can trust her partner completely.


Fruit never seems to fall far from the useless/ branch that its attached to/
Negative behavior is sometimes passed down from generation to generation.


And quacks say if hes beat up hes bound to smack you/
Some people believe that those who experience abuse are more likely to become abusers themselves.


Shes down to step back now/ he ever get loud/
She is cautious when her partner gets angry.


She couldnt be proud of whatever she might do/
She doesn't want to react in a negative or violent way.


This is the first time she ever felt touched/
Her partner has shown her love and affection in a way that feels genuine.


That didnt bring her to hush like something was being done to her/
His touch doesn't make her feel uncomfortable or violated.


That unscrews her/ she loosens with the booze/
Alcohol helps her relax and let go of her fears and anxieties.


Her hinge can stay bent/ addressing her dudes wounds/
She can support her partner and help him heal from his own trauma.


Regressing to bedrooms/ where fools ignored dont/
They seek refuge in the safety and privacy of their bedroom.


Hes not one of them tools that/ screws nuts and bolts/
Her partner is not superficial or shallow.


And she know that/ and she know that/
She trusts and understands her partner.


But she holds back/ and she hope that/
She still has some reservations and fears in their relationship.


He see the way she flinch/ cuz its kneejerk/ to brace for attack/
Her past trauma causes her to react defensively to sudden movements or touches.


Even if hes only rubbing her back/ I mean/
Even innocent actions can trigger her past trauma.


And even if its like the deck has been stacked/
They may face difficult challenges in their relationship.


Its not an act hes really loving her back/
Her partner's love for her is genuine and sincere.


Hold your heart up/ never raise your hand/
She encourages her partner to be kind and gentle.


He says that with her grown up voice/
Her partner understands the importance of treating her with respect.


I love you/ they say that with they lips/
Their love for each other is genuine.


When the curse/ leave a shell like a snake with fresh scales/
Trauma and abuse can leave lasting scars and emotional damage.


Some people seem to call that home/ but some souls roam/
Some people may be accustomed to negative environments while others seek a better life.


Keep riding til the cycle is broke/ we dont need to go through nothing alone/
We can overcome difficult times with the help of others.




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