It haunts me
What happened those five years ago.
Was it my fault?
Was I too eager to please?
Feeling so left out as to seek any source of love?
Was I too curious and young?
maybe to understand?
I don't know whose fault it was.
I don't know whose idea it was.
And I don't know why it happened,
but I Do know that it haunts me
EVERYDAY.
And that I pray pray to god
it wasn't MINE.
