I learned that people die I learned we don't stay alive I learned I'm gonna die I learned that when I was five I learned that people hurt children and tell them not to cry give them candy and tissue to wipe their eyes I learned that when I was 5 learned that daddies hit mommies and black their eyes I learned that daddies hit children and threatened their lives I learned that when I was five I learned to keep secrets and how to tell lies I learned that the devil wore a disguise I learned that when I was five I learned Santa was dead I heard he had died I learned that everything I been told is a lie I learned that when I was five I learned how to create characters to have true friends for life I learned to never trust a soul with my life I learned that when I was five knocked for six hit with a ton of bricks bewitched abused kicked damaged ruined wrecked inappropriately touched molest injured bloody taken abandoned thrown in the trash filthy dirty beaten for getting muddy transfix mortified hypnotize petrifide cut to the quick by the time I was six f*****up in the head daddy died I still want him dead I can't get murder out my head minds on red ever time I hear a child got hurt I got the right mind to put on gloves and go to work ever time I hear a Amber Alert I wish these bastard's would leave people's kids alone