I was to young to deal.
Started not to feel.
Never took the time to heal.
Somehow it didn't feel real.
I was to young to see.
Thought it was apart of being me.
Thought it was how it was supposed to be.
Never understanding that I wasn't free.
I was to young to confess it.
I thought that if it was wrong i would be protected.
Because your my mother so, thats what I expected.
Even though danger wasn't what I projected.
He took everything from me.
Things at the time I couldn't understand the importance of.
He broke me.
At the same time I was searching for your love.
You know I'm still a little girl at heart.
Waiting for my song to be sung.
He stole my innocence.
But I didn't know it.
Because at the time,
I was just,