It will never go away

The nightmare began on Friday The itching blisters crying At first it was a rash By Sunday it was urgent, not knowing who to turn to Sick with a secret, just hoping I wasn’t dying Crabs, the clap, HIV positive, it could be anything or nothing If only I used the plastic. Why didn’t I get tested. His fault, My fault, Our fault. It really didn’t matter. My parents saw a smiling face, he only heard my sobbing. The outside world saw a performer, talented on ice skates. Another girl with no esteem, the doctors saw a statistic. I am positive, I know it will be okay. I am positive, it hurts to say. The clap. It was a warning sign, but it will never go away. STD’s are in hiding, these secrets here to stay. Use a condom every time, just to be safe.