I wonder if it hurt
When you first thought they didn’t love you
I can see it in your eyes
There is pain there
Your blond hair now dirty
Are you happy?
I only ask cause I care
Pale and hungry
Did they see the signs?
The crying in your pillow late at night
Who really hurt you?
Was it that boy?
The one who felt you up
Or was it your father
The man who watched

02/04/2002

Posted on 02/04/2002
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