Asking


Why did you do it?
Look at me please
Why did you do it?
I would like to know
After all, it's only what I deserve
For too long I've listened to your words
Felt your hands
Known your presence
So now's the time to break free
By asking that question
Why did you do it?
Did you feel a sense of power
When you saw me cower?
Did you think you were better than me
When you saw me fall to the floor?
Did you see me as a piece of dirt
When you stood over me with that look on your face?
I only want to know why you did it
When all I did was love you
When did I ever fall out of line?
Why was there a line to begin with?
And why was it only for me?
My body still hurts from you
My mind still suffers
My heart has forgiven you
But my soul is still asking why



C.F.
© 3rd October 2003
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