When I was one,
I was exposed to drugs,
Alcohol,

When I was two,
I was exposed to abuse,
And found out what it felt like,
For daddy to kick you,

When I was three,
I saw my first ******,
And somehow knew,
How it was used,

When I was four,
I was exposed to *******,
Pages tucked under the couch,
In the cabinets,

When I was five,
I was exposed to molestation,
Under the covers,
With someone who claimed,
That I was like a sister,

When I was six,
I was exposed to divorce,
And was happy that mommy,
Would finally be happy,
Without daddy,
And I met the man that I,
And my brothers,
think of as Dad.