MOLESTATION
Naive and little in all I am
My mouth covered with a thick hand
Just sights of the wild
Into the darkness he creeps
He slips beneath my sheets
Mouth is covered so I can't speak
Violation of the weak
In a fatal position which I lie
Cornered in my closet floor I cry
Fear controls and takes the best of me
My spirit stays shattered deep inside
Am pungent...