Posted: 7/27/2009 - 0 comment(s) [ Comment ] - 0 trackback(s) [ Trackback ]

 

You lived across the road
You called me your best friend
You made me play your games
I didn’t find them fun
 
I hated being alone with you
I hated what you done
I didn’t understand
How you found it fun
 
You truly made me sick
You made me awful scared
You found pleasure in hurting me
In every way you could
 
You forced me to touch your brother
You smiled each time you watched
You were awful sick
I hated how you won
 
Saying no was not an option
It only made you mad
You used to beat me up
You always had your way
 
I cry myself to sleep
At the thought of what you done
I have nightmares
I can’t forget the things you done
 
Why didn’t you just play?
Like every other kid
I never asked to play your games
But I guess you didn’t care
 
Memories of what you done
Make it hard to move on
How can I trust?
When all you did was take?
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