There was a time when I was young,
When the happiness of love was fun.
Every day was happy and gay,
For all we had to do was play.
“I love you” was a sound of joy,
Of happiness and caring, even better
than a toy.
How could “I love you” ever hurt you,
It just was not the way.
When trust was real and good and strong,
How did it go wrong?
You said I was so special, Daddy’s little girl,
That if I really loved you, I would never tell,
The secret of the game we played, as
Daddy’s little girl.
You said that all the pain would go,
If I would play the games, and do as I was told,
That Daddy’s never hurt, Daddy’s little girl.
When the pain was bad and the fear was strong,
You said that it was my fault because,
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