themes: privacy, loss of innocence, regret

you had tried to warn me

just three weeks before the fall

"the whole world is watching"

but i didn't understand the riddle

that fell from your bitter tongue

reminding me of my mother's jade

what sweet innocence was torn

the light of day tainted by death

foolish naïvety ripped from the skin

my piercing cries rang out at last

soaking away in grief's ice cold shower

every eye turning to see me unclothed

the heat of shame bore scars on me

i beg of you to let me take it all back

the chance to drape myself in a cloak

that conceals my heart forevermore

but what's gone is now lost eternally

and nobody is coming to save me