Had to break the promise.
You smile at me and loved my mom,
bought me candy and held her hand.
You could see your secerts behind your eyes,
Everyone saw right through most of your lies.
You always found a way to trap me,
made me promise not to tell
exactly what you were doing to me.
and made sure I wouldn't speak one word.
Even younger my beautiful baby sister,
was prtected from your evil ways.
I slowly drowned alone,
while on the outside I looked fine.
Finally after all those years,
I tried to gain more comtrol.
Im exactly who Im meant to be and with no fear,
I let our secert out and that day,
I was no longer drowning.
I was free.
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