Affidavit - Hostage Calm

He’ll have you know

That after ten hours spent in court

You’ll grow up knowing who you owe

He treats you right

And loved you more than his own wife

Still, behind the Cutlass you kissed him goodbye

He returned that night

And still you don’t feel love

«Your records won’t reveal

What I went through to protect you

To keep you in my arms

Safe from the harm we knew we caused you.»

Habits stick, raised on divorce politics

Broken-home-grown isolation

Who do you love?

Who do you trust?

Why do we still have to ask?

Your mother’d die for you

And still you don’t feel love?

DCF don’t know…

Years that will define the way

You’ll feel things down the line

Just remember what it taught you

And still you don’t feel love?