That Night That I Dread Up to This Day... As Many Nights...

Dreading the words coming form his mouth,
"Come with me im watching you tonight,
im your boss, your grandma left me in charge,
your staying in my room so i can monitor you,
if you don't listen you will be punished"

Every night i dreaded him coming into my room,
But it was always was worse when he was left in charge,
"I was always scared when he was left to baby sit me,
I was always scared to ride in a car alone with him,
Cause he had already hurt me every night, when all was in bed"

I never have understood how they could not her me try to scream,
When he was in my room, or on top of me,
It may be understandable with them not hearing,
When he was going in my room, or when his ice cold hands were on me,

But they didn't get any hint when i would ask them,
To have him stay outta my room,
They would tell him but no more was done...
He continued to come to my room,
To touch me and sexually abuse me,

You wonder why?
I don't listen to you know...
Well the answer is clear...
Look back to when he was in the house...
How much did you listen to me...