Pain so deep I’ll never let you see
Since I’ve locked it away and hidden the key
If I ever really shared it
I know you wouldn’t look at me the same way I swear it

I seen things a child shouldn’t have to see
The house that stands across the street now empty
With its peeled off paint and broken windows
A secret hidden in the rafters that only I & him know
Pinned against the wall
No one to hear the cries of fear
Wishing help was near
You can imagine the rest

I hiden the truth from everyone for eight years
Faked a smile everyday so no one would
Know what happened to the girl they use to know
At night I use to fight the urge of falling asleep
While I sat next to my window looking outside
For nights he stood under the street light staring back at me
Making sure I hadn’t let our little secret slip through
My lips, if I did there would be consequences

Then one day he just disappeared it should have made
Me feel better but it only made it worse.
Our little secret I wish he would have taken with him
I wish he would have burned his house to the ground
A constant reminder it will always be of our secret

Eight years later I am now more ashamed than scared
Ashamed that I trusted him
Ashamed that I walked into that house
Ashamed that it happened

Sometimes I still imagine him standing outside
Under the street light waiting to come for me again
For eight years I was his puppet while he pulled the strings
The thing I remember the most is look of satisfaction in his eyes
As he pulled me out of his room and telling me that the
Secret had to stay between him and me

I’m sorry I kept the truth for eight years
Just believe me when I say that I am ashamed of the
Girl who stares back at me in the mirror everyday
For letting this happen, for keeping the secret in
The rafters