I think the day is coming when I can finally say
There are special moments in both night and day
Special, special times when I was loved by you
Special times when you were true
But also those times when I was really hurt
When you treated me like I was dirt
When I believed that was all I was worth it’s true
And I wasn’t able to say I was hurt by you
I loved the times when we shared real deep
I love the times before we went to sleep
I know those are gone; won’t happen again
I have to cry and say good-bye again
Maybe I can accept that I wasn’t all bad
Neither were you and that’s why it’s sad
I’ve hung on to hope we can recapture again
All that was special and I can help you reframe
But that is still me wanting you to change
Who you are and who you’ve become
Instead of accepting just where you’re at
And not looking as if it’s something I lack
I’m okay and I always was ; I did things just because
It was the thing to do at the time
To feel accepted and be just fine
They weren’t ugly and they weren’t bad
Now I see them as really sad.
SAD can stand for sexual abuse, alcohol and death.
1996
ellensagh 