Everyday I look in the mirror and see your face.
SHAME, SHAME, SHAME!
That is all I can see,
All I can hear,
FEEL!
Throughout the night I cry wondering why,
As I wait for sun to rise, I do as you please,
Pretend to be at ease.
But why? Why do I have to follow what you want?
Why is it always my fault?
Why am I always to blame?
For your mistakes, your hate, YOUR PAIN?
How is it a child’s fault that your life is not a certain way?
When will you take blame?
For the bruises, the heartache, THE SHAME!
The shame that I must keep each day.
Why should I, the child,
Feel shame because of your mistakes?
While you run around the world,
Free of blame.
Pardoned by those around because our pain is “not” the same,
When will you pay?
For the trust you betrayed,
For childhood YOU turned into pain.
One day the shame will be on you,
And the child you failed will be free of your chain.
I wrote this for a speech I had to give on how detrimental child abuse is the abuser is the child's parent, the person they are supposed to trust and believe in.
