I usually keep quiet. No critism, no opinions.
No speaking of my thoughts and dreams.
No telling the truth of what really happened in that house.
I could never tell. I mean he is my father.
Why would I tell?
It's no one else's business to know what goes on.
I don't care if they say they will help me.
They are only helping themselves.
So no telling of what I just told you.
I think it could ruin everything.
