Let's Play a Game
Let’s play a game
He said as he started his claim to fame
Stepping into my room like I had asked him to
Almost four years old, crying over a thunderstorm
Let’s play a game
He said as my bed sheets started to move
And my body was overcome with pain
Let’s play a game
He said as my innocence went into an open flame
As I could no longer see my father as someone I trusted
Almost five years old, no longer crying just because of the storms
“Let’s play a game”
Was the start of feeling ashamed
For something I couldn’t have controlled
“Let’s play a game”
Became the words of my fears and loss of trust
Now sixteen years old
I don’t cry over storms
I only hear echoes
Because “Let’s play a game”
Were his words of fame
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