Why have you done this to me?

I was only a child.

I was happy, I was wild!

Didn't need to look in the mirror,

I was carefree in my beauty.

I didn't think that I was different,

I was just another child, ignorant.

You cut my wings and smile,

Now I am stuck, yours to defile.

I don't need to look down to see it,

You had already engraved it.

The shame, the dirtiness, the hate.

My body was to blame.

Why have you done this to me?

What have I done to thee?

I was only a child,

What justification was filed?

I beg, beg and plead,

Why have done this to me?

I can't look in my reflection,

Without the memories of imperfection.

Were you jealous of my happiness?

Couldn't you endure my brightness?

I know you had a hard childhood,

But is that reason to destroy everything good?

I am trying to reconcile,

When all the while,

I hurt in each step I give,

This is pointless, this is no way to live.

I am trying to sew the holes you made,

I can't see clear, I have instead a blade,

I can only cut, these were the tools you gave me,

It burns, it weighs, I am afraid. But, still I wait.