Everyone has secrets
And mine are hidden deep
A secret of utter agony
I had no choice but to keep.
As youngest in my family
I watched my parents strain
To keep sane my siblings
I watched them and their pain.
I saw the eldest use them,
My sister caused them grief,
My brother was a challenge
And someone was a thief.
I felt I had to shield them,
Keep them from feeling bad,
So they never saw my fears
Never noticed I was sad.
Each Thursday I was touched,
By a man who gained their trust,
Abused throughout my childhood
Innocence turned to rust.
Yet I could never say a word,
I could never let them know
What they let happen to me
What seed's they helped to sow.
I'm older now and silent
About my hidden past
Could I ever tell them?
Could this secret truly last?
