A time bomb of innocence
Beginning from the first pain.
30 minutes of the time, molested away.
"Dont tell, Dont tell,"
the sinner would say.
Eleven years a part when I was in first grade.
May have been your first secret , that never went away.
Never knowing the whole story
Just what’s on the cover of the page.
Never ever comprehending
Never feeling my pain.
Always leaving me unattended.
Guess I wasnt too young for innocence to end its game where it begun
Guess Gods story had a misprint , before he was done.
A bruise left on your mind
They wont like me if I were to accuse.
"Dont tell, Dont tell"
Is what echos when I look at his shoes.
A heavy thousand pound burden carried on my shoulder.
Its like a empty M
Trying to get somewhere, but your thoughts are just one in a dozen.
Why was it me?
Some thoughts will never change.
"Dont tell, Dont tell."
And she obeyed.