I could be screaming from deep below
I could be shouting from up here, "hello"
but what did you hear?
a vague echo
an unvoiced sorrow
the sound of pain scarred by you
the melody of a sobbing girl
left unheard
do you know what was it like to wonder
was I wrong or rather I was wronged
unclear of what happened
unjust of what should be just
am I at fault?
now I realised, no
I was not wrong for I am sure
what you did was a disgust
your demon claimed out of lust
and as a kid, I let it pass
and as a kid, I kept it; hush
and as I'm older I've gotten wiser
and as I'm older I've spoken clearer
your act creeps under my nerve
your lies do not shut you as a perv
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