You did it
Its your fault
You did this to me
Its why I can’t look in the mirror
and why my lips are sealed
You made me feel this way
Worthless
Weak
Wasted
How could you?
I was only ten
I looked up to you
like a father
You made me feel this way
Disgusted
Depressed
Distraught
You took me in that truck
That damned truck
Where no one could see
What you were about to do to me
You made me feel this way
Helpless
Heartless
Hopeless
My lips have one word for you
Hate
Because you know exactly
What you tried to do
You made me feel this way
Afraid
Alone
Ashamed
There’s one person
I hate more than you
That person is me
For keeping this a secret
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