Forgotten Memories
I was Abused as a child
Not the easiest thing to admit
I mean I'm a total adult
and when I say it I still feel like ****
Now I have to wonder
Did that **** color my life
Where all the fights as a kid
A kids way of trying to make **** right
Why didn't anyone help me
My mom she had to know
And why are these memories coming back now
Who decided I needed to know
Why didn't the memories stay buried
Now its all I see
Like a constant loop playing
the weakest version of me
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