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