Greetings, Uncle
You once gave me candies,
And I thought that candy is candy
But now, I see candy as a threat
If only I have screamed that day
If only I can turn back time, I will
I will refuse to go into the bathroom
I will refuse for you to carry me
I regret that I did not screamed at that day
And I don't know how, somehow you have casted me into a spell,
A spell that can only be broken by the loss of memories
The blue skies seems gray, while the sun is a raining cloud
Have I ever wish to die?
My pencil broke, my tears have fallen
I found out because of that day,
my future has been ruined
Thanks a lot, Uncle
Thank you, a lot
Thanks A Lot, Uncle
Written by Melati Yuwono, dedicated for victims of child sexual abuse
Let's make the world safe for our children
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