I saw that man the other day.
The one that took my childhood away.
He looks at me like nothings wrong.
Like what he did wasn't wrong.
He took away any chance I had
To become an adult and not feel sad.
I never know what to do,
But turn and go running to you.
I was only five years old,
When he raped me with eyes so clod.
I just layed there with tears in my eyes,
and waited for him to move aside.
I walked home with my head hung low,
Very, Very, Very slow.
Ever since that wretched day,
I have been so afraid,
That someone will do the very same thing..
To me when I'm not looking.
