when I was 4, did you ever think,
it was too much for me to go through?
even after I stayed away from you?
when I was 6, was getting beat,
part of my innocence and purity?
when I was 8, did it ever occur to you
I was quiet, so no one would hear my cries?
when I was 10, you laughed at my mistakes
and knocked me down, over and over
......just for your sick pleasure
I never stood up... just stayed down
when I was 12, did you love the time
you had away from me, having me
jump from house to house
cause no one wanted me.
When I was 14, did you ever wonder why
the smallest, sharpest knife was alway missing?
did you ever think of why I had those slits,
the one's I've always tried so hard to hide
when I was 15, did you ever woner why
I never wanted your touch, or why
I hardly smiled? did you even care?
do you only remember those times
when I was 3 and my innocence was there?
while I was singing "ring around the rosie"
did you think, "maybe she'll cut herself, hate me,
and want out of this world"? did you
look into my eyes and think, and say,
I'll make her life a living hell and make sure
her innocence, will never be remembered
Ring around my inert innocence,
letting it slowly die, letting your little girl
cut herself, and commmit suicide,
knowing you couldn't do anything,
to help your daughter, get her innocence back. |
