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Close your eyes and we’ll pretend it never happened…
I’m still here, you’re still here and you’re looking at me  
With such disdain, no empathy in your voice
When you say “It happens”  
And I’m sorry to disappoint, but I didn’t have it coming  
Sixteen years old, my innocence shattered
Why didn’t you tell me all those things I didn’t know?
And I’m not special that it happened to me
The older I get the common it seems to be that men  
Have so much trouble keeping it in their pants  
So here I am, and you’re looking at me  
Like the great disappointment I am, ‘cause I’ve never amounted to anything  
Still running from that look, that sends chill up my spine in teenage terror  
Eleven years on and it still brings tears to my eyes  
The memory of you face, when you knew and offered me nothing
More than hollow words and a look of disdain for your daughter in pain  
Close your eyes and we’ll pretend it never happened…
A smile at your lips, tense as the avoidance in your gaze
While I’m struggling to choke down a history that won’t die  
‘Cause I know your secret, and it’s fucked up that you think it’s okay  
That men should have that power…
© Indie Adams 2012
Written by Indie (Miss Indie)
Published | Edited 25th Nov 2013
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