Often enough I ask my mind, did I leave my childhood fears behind?
I had always been the recessive one been prey to their 'harmless fun'
and vile events remain etched in me perhaps forgotten by who did the deed
Often enough I ask my mind, did I leave my childhood fears behind?
Probably my suffering made me strong but they say, to be quiet is equaly wrong
"Sissy", "Prissy", "Four-eyes", "Geek" they'd shout all day, I never dared to speak
Often enough I ask my mind, did I leave my childhood fears behind?
I guess the memory haunts in pacific deep and that's why I can't go to sleep
so I'll be up all night and gaze the stars, try and find a way to heal these