Everything I thought was true

Blood and tears, a neighbour hears, a broken door, police appear A rug is pulled beneath my feet. Away I’m hauled, you cannot speak A list is made of my disgrace, a monster painted on my face They line me up in a parade, you pick me out is what they claim Ten fingerprints each one a bruise, a smudge of ink I left on you Cuts and scars all photographed; my bloody hands, guilty as charged And everything I thought was true seen from a different point of view Is something that I forced on you and pushed until I’d broken you The weaknesses that I confessed my medication and distress Chalked up in lists upon the board, lessons I'd not learned before And whispered words all paper thin, my timid gifts shy offering Never meant to reach a crowd break apart when read out loud Ten fingerprints each one a bruise, a smudge of ink I left on you Cuts and scars all photographed; my bloody hands, guilty as charged And everything I thought was true seen from a different point of view Is something that I forced on you and pushed until I’d broken you My shame complete, they send me home, we’re left to try and carry on Tip toe round what’s left behind, aware of unexploded mines Every word they now record, every movement now report Captured by CCTV. Whatever can you think of me? Ten fingerprints each one a bruise, a smudge of ink I left on you Cuts and scars all photographed; my bloody hands, guilty as charged And everything I thought was true seen from a different point of view Paints a past I never knew and steals another part of you