I feel so empty, so full of fear
Held incommunicado by his stealing of energy
Another day seems so futile in this age of
habit
'What's your part in this':
I can hear his deafening whisper
The purpose is concealed so delicately
My fear, his
power
Just to wash his facade in ignorance
My childhood, your facade
No right, you had no right
No reason, no reason to
forgive
Your childhood facade
Possibly initiated so long ago
Rooted behavior
Excuse me, I can't forgive
You should have
acknowledged those
rare moments of clarity
Too cowardly to open your eyes
So easy to accuse me
To wash your facade in
innocence
My childhood, your facade
No right, you had no right
No reason, no reason to forgive
Your childhood
facade
Possibly initiated so long ago
Rooted behavior
Excuse me, I can't forgive
You should have acknowledged
those
rare moments of clarity
Too cowardly to open your eyes
So easy to accuse me
To wash your facade in innocence
My
heart, my silent witness will not forget
Its fear will hate a lifetime
To prevent a new age of habit
The bitter stroll down
Memory Lane
will be inevitable
So that I can say: 'My childhood facade will never be'