I remeber things that didn’t happen

Some of them are good, some are not

I remeber the wonderful kiss of a loving man under the door

And I remember the sick kiss of a sick man on the floor.

I can feel it when I’m naked in the shower

Memories come back and strike me like a thunder

The loving man softly and sweetly carressing me

And the sick man showing what I should have never seen.

The loving man wanted to protect me

The sick man just wanted to have me

The sick man wanted to control me

The loving man just was never there for me.