When I was a little child,
I'd escape into my head
And into the heads of authors
Through the magic words I read
I'd be many different people,
Each one braver than myself
Then I wouldn't feel his weight
And I wouldn't hear them yell
When they asked me at the shelter,
If my father touched me there
I dreamt with my eyes open,
Mute I shook my hair
The truth was just too painful
And I did not trust their care
Only years and cities later
Could I lay the facts out bare
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He took from me ten years of childhood,
Spent three years in jail at most
How can a country's code of justice
Be such a world away from just?
Mother says she still loves him,
Tells me that I'm doing fine,
That he needs her more than I do,
So I really should not mind
Now I'm supposed to be all grown up,
I escape into these songs
I still hide inside those books
When I'm really feeling down
Shame like a stalker haunts me
He may never go away
But I won't be sad,
I won't let him steal my joy
When he tells me I am worthless,
I sing out anyway
cause I won't be sad or silent
I won't let him steal my joy
He tells me I am worthless,
But I sing out anyway
Cause I won't be sad
I won't let him steal my joy
I won't be sad I won't be silent
I won't let him steal my joy