Prolonged anguish, emotionless and a broken heart; is what you left me with from a early start. The broken promises you made me were trapped in a closet deep inside and burned with all loving memory of you. Your job was to protect me but instead you let he, him, and those "Christian men" do whatever to me for a quick dollar. Don't you feel guilty? Didn't it hurt you like it hurt me? Even after you let them take my innocence away I forgave you and reached out to you. Daddy why do you hate me? Why don't you respond to me? Everyone keeps telling me to give up on you, but the little innocence left inside of me won't let me.