The tender age of 11 and a half,
I was supposed to be a child.
You took it away from me,
As if it was yours to own.
/
I didn't ask for this,
My childhood to be ripped away so violently.
I bled for you, it wasn't supposed to happen,
You weren't supposed to be my first.
/
A friend to my family, they trusted you,
Trusted you to take care of me.
They weren't going to find out,
You told me not to let them find out.
/
I didn't tell anyone for years,
It was our little secret.
Not even my best friends knew,
You made me feel so ashamed.
/
The tender age of 11 and a half,
I was supposed to be a child.
You took it away from me,
As if it was yours to own.
/
For two weeks it went on every night,
You raped me of many things,
Forced me to do many things,
Made me lie about many things.
/
I soon became obsessed with those things.
Those things you made me experience.
I had to live with this feeling,
This feeling of dirtiness.
/
The tender age of 11 and a half,
I was supposed to be a child.
You took it away from me,
As if it was yours to own.
/
I didn't ask for this,
My childhood to be ripped away so violently.
I bled for you, it wasn't supposed to happen,
You weren't supposed to be my first.
/
(Written about a good friend of mine, who got her childhood taken away
early. Since it happened, she's had 2 children. She loves them and her
boyfriend very much. I love you Robyn. Take care of yourself.)