ye of little skin
Frail at heart
Naive in the head
Indeed great pride has been stolen
From you
in the ***** of family

Father, mother
Uncle aunt
Brother sister
Drenched in guilt,
Made you a victim of the avoidable

It’s my story
Defiled to my sanity
My childhood with no happy story’s
My confidence has lost belief in my abilities
Once was I frail at heart
Now I have no heart
Forever I am scarred