And as sick as it is,
Part of me wishes you had ***** me.
Not because I'm asking you to
Use and exploit my body.
You already did that when I was little.
But because had you forced me to have ***,
They couldn't tell me
I have nothing to whine about
And I wouldn't have kept silent
For seven excruciating years.

You molested me
Because you knew you could get away with it.
You pusillanimous *******.