How Could You

How Could You?

 

How could you look at me

     with the wrong kind of love?

How could you look at me

     as you rocked above?

How could you look at me

     as you tore my tiny frame?

How could you look at me 

     as you filled my life with pain?

How could you look at me

     and replace your love with lust?

How could you look at me

     as you stole my innocence and trust?

How could you look at me

     and tell me I was the one to blame?

How could you look at me

     when I was filled with so much shame?

How could you look at me

     when you said you chose me just because?

How could you look at me

     as you destroyed the child that I was?

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