written by: Janette Marie
Young
Afraid
discovering who I am
finding just a puppet
whose strings are pulled
pulled by those that cause harm
No
No is my answer
but it wasn't heard
It happened, it did
but it's never believed
Young
Afraid
objects used to shelter
to hide
to close eyes
to sleep
Love
Love isn't the reason
Love being tainted
by wrongful deed
Tears Pass
Years Pass
the hurt lingers
till forgiveness arrived