The secrets I kept...

I said I would wait awhile before I'd begin to write
Of the many missing pieces that were hidden from other's sight
I had kept them all inside me and was waiting for many year
To release these secret sorrows that have created all my tears

But the time has come to hear it and the time has come to read
The things  my family had covered up under guise of sacred creed
With the incense in the background and the stain glass all around
I woud weep inside my spirit and play back the horrific sound..

We were all so very catholic ...and it was evident as can be:
That we were good at genuflecting and at praying the rosary
But behind the mask of holiness and behind the sacred prayer
There was brokenness and abuses and scars from lack of care

I would weep my way to school and I would weep my way to sleep
There wasn't a single corner where I didn't kneel to weep
The fasaad of being happy was a ploy for everyone to see
So  they couldn't ever imagine what was happening to me..