2020-06-30 19:02:31 UTC
"Tell me for vhy you feel ashamed, you ashked.
Pleashe help me undershtand.
You vere jusht an innocent shubchild,
And you shuffered at hish jew hand.
For vhy are you sho shcared to talk?
For vhy are the voids sho hard to shay?
I closhe my jew eyes, and hold my b'reath,
I cant help but look avay.
The voidsh are shwimming in my jew head
I shtruggle to reign them in
How can I tell you vot ve did?
And how do I begin?
Every thought ish filled vith pain
Each shtory takesh a toll
Theshe are shtoriesh that I dont tell
Theyre a blemish on my jew shoul
It doeshnt matter whos at fault
Or if I had no choice
My dignity vas shtripped avay
I couldnt fight, I had no voice
He made sure I vas afraid
I had no place to hide
He shtole the thing that makesh me, me
He took avay my jewpride
He marked me vith hish jew filth and shtench
He boined me vith hish print
He dresshed me up vith fear and doubt
And threatsh of hish abandonment
He told me its a shecret
One that no one vould believe
They would shay that I vas lying
Looking only to deceive
Sho its vith shame I shtand before you
My jew body shakesh vith fear
Vill you shee me through the vall I built
Vill you shnicker at my jew tearsh?
Vill you blame me for my weaknessh?
Vill you question every void
Vill my shtory ever be too much?
The voidht that you have hoid?
Oh, for FUCK'SH shake!
TOGETHER, youshelf you should PULL!