Touchy feely

Slid your hands down my pants!
Touch... feel...
I HAD NO CHOICE!
I FUCKING HATE YOU!
I hope you die!
Touch... feel...
I wish I'd have said it out loud...
Then you might have, just might have,
stopped while I still had a childhood...
But I never cried, and never will cry...
Nor will I scream...
I HAD NO CHOICE!
I FUCKING HATE YOU!
I hope you die!
Touch... feel...
You dont care!
You just want to get off!
use me for your sick, and twisted
mind!
Touch... feel...
Never again...
Never...
Again it happens!
And I want to cry, and I want
to scream!
But I dont...
But I wish I did...
I hate you...
And I hope you die...
It wasnt my fault..
Never blame me... Dad