In the middle of these nites
i hear you creeping my room
calling my name cuz you want
something that you DNT suppose to have
10 yrs old and at the time i thought this
was alrite hands that were placed
in places that shouldn't be touch and
the feelings that were happening wasn't
normal.
You my father wasnt the
hands that suppose to be touch on and in places that wasnt suppose
to found but i see you found em.
i will neva understand the pain you caused nor will i neva understand the
places that you touch aroused me
you made me fall in love with you
but i also hated you for makin me fall for you
even today at 16 i will neva understand
the pain you caused nor will i neva understand the
places that you touch aroused me which
made me fall in love with you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem