Some say it's lessons learned
Some say it's living life
I say it's choices made
Knowing wrong from right
One night I fought to sleep
In my slumber I turned and tossed
I woke to a cloudy day
Found my innocence lost
Heaving, my breath ragged, I turned over, trying to forget the dream, to forget your words to me. To forget what I saw carved in the normally lifeless countenance you wore.
I saved you from a horrible fate… You should be thanking me, for killing them… They would have taken over your life...
No, you haven't saved me from anything. You have only condemned me to a life of an orphan, in which I have no control… not with them around, watching endlessly for some infraction.
You know what it's like, too. I think that this is what you hoped would happen, though you are that much older than me. You hoped that I could learn to love you.
For me, I was drawn to you, that day, when you told me, though the dream.
But waking the next morning, life wasn't as bad- I knew that you would come to me, and take me far from the hell that once I lived in.
You would love me as I loved you.
And that was perfectly fine to me.