Speak
Not to say anything, is wrong.
To grow up with someone who is like
a brother, to fall asleep, and to feel his hand
under your covers.
Too afraid to speak, so you pretend to toss and
turn.
Afraid you will awake, he leaves.
Not to say anything is wrong.
The boy grows up, and still sneaks into a room,
but this time, the girl is someone like a daughter.
This time the touching, goes a little farther.
Too afraid to move, to make a sound, what should a child do?
Maybe if someone would have said something,
when he was like a brother, this wouldn't have
happened to someone like a daughter.
Not to say anything, is wrong.
Say something, speak loud.
Be Heard!
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