When I came to you,
You were but a child.
Innocent, almost,
Your innocence was fading.
But before it could leave quietly,
It would be ripped away from you.
And I would take it's place.
My gentle touch, the whispers in your mind.
I never hurt, that was yourself.
I'm just a guest in your mind,
But I'm not leaving.
I encourage you,
But you can not blame me
For the scars you made, my dear.
Silly kid, you did that to yourself.