I still bang on these four walls to see if someone is listening
There are whispers,murmurs even but they don't listen in
The sheer number of times it's been fine and dandy
Makes me know I'm not the only one and boy that's scary

Stroking the ego of my predator
I was but a child I didn't know better
How the society looked on,made me believe it was my fault but no I was not that trendsetter.
I deserved it all so no one cares about my letter

I try to describe it, I do, yet to find the words to put together a coherent sentence structure seem impossible
Just like what was not supposed to be,like these emotions a child is never supposed to feel
He's always lurking in the dark plotting and planning how he's going to destroy me

I didn't ask for your touch never wanted or begged for all of that
It's sickening how you continue to tread on that path
Leaving victims in your wake, you got a child and I was also that when you stripped her of her innocence
See I still can't admit I'm her for you still haunt me in your absence
You ripped her out of my arms!
You ripped her out of my arms!
You ripped her out of my arms!