I feel so empty, so full of fear
Held incommunicado by his stealing of energy
Another day seems so futile in this age of habit
'What's your part in this':
I can hear his deafening whisper
The purpose is concealed so delicately
My fear, his power
Just to wash his facade in ignorance

My childhood, your facade
No right, you had no right
No reason, no reason to forgive
Your childhood facade

Possibly initiated so long ago
Rooted behavior
Excuse me, I can't forgive
You should have acknowledged those
rare moments of clarity
Too cowardly to open your eyes
So easy to accuse me
To wash your facade in innocence

My childhood, your facade
No right, you had no right
No reason, no reason to forgive
Your childhood facade

Possibly initiated so long ago
Rooted behavior
Excuse me, I can't forgive
You should have acknowledged those
rare moments of clarity
Too cowardly to open your eyes
So easy to accuse me
To wash your facade in innocence

My heart, my silent witness will not forget
Its fear will hate a lifetime
To prevent a new age of habit

The bitter stroll down Memory Lane
will be inevitable
So that I can say: 'My childhood facade will never be'