It's been 6 years; but I still remember the day
Where all my trust in you was lost; "My Father", the role you were supposed to play
Overjoyed, I finally had a dad at age seven
But why did you do that? When I was only eleven
I still remember that night; what was meant to be a quiet and peaceful dream
You came into my room and did those things; I was so teriffied and wanted to scream
Everything had finished, you returned to my mother's side; slowly entered your room
While I stayed in my bed, and stared at the mirror; laying there in full sadness and gloom
A whole year passed by; suddenly you said, "Hey let's go on a trip! Just us three!"
That was it, enough with the fake laughs; I stood up and said "How could you do that to me?!"
You looked surprised and glanced at my mother; right there and then, I told the full explanation
I ran outside, minutes passed by; my mom came out and told me, "It was just your imagination!'
Time stopped, in my eyes, it began to rain; as a blackness filled my heart
This man, my mother, and the trust that we shared; I could slowly feel it falling apart
Years later, I am now seventeen; still at home, with the same mother and father
Living in pain, living in fear, and without trust; "Is this for the best?" I begin to wonder. . .