(CW: abuse) Can your guilt ever be explained away? Can you even remember? All those choices that were never yours Started May-December. Father left the house for good, Then mother ran away. She took me with her to hide from him. And a broken house I stayed. The neighbor was a sweet old ma’am She let me watch tv. Even though she smoke and drank She was always was sweet to me. She liked to keep that company Who joined her in her fun. Several people in the house But I only ran from one. He made me sit up on his lap, I think, I can’t be sure. The past is like a heavy fog, I can’t remember anymore. I blamed myself for what had happened For what I have become. Who knew that such a vile act Would change someone so young? My childhood was taken away By a man who never knew What consequences he gave to me Of non that I outgrew. So keep your children close to you And love them all you can Just keep an open eye about For that friendly man.