I cried as my dad stormed into school,
I cried as a person who "loved" me was dragged into a police car,
I cried as everyone gave him hateful stares.
I thought not of my killer smile,
I thought not of my charm,
I thought only of the lessons I was taught.
Other kids from school knew what was right and wrong,
My mum sobbed as she found out,
I did not get why she hated me being loved.
