The Secret Is Out! Poem by Kirstie Duekett

I sat in the wrong place at the wrong time,
You weren't going to listen to me saying I'm fine.

You caught me off guard I couldn't hide,
And now I'm trebbily scarred inside.

I saw the look in your face,
It was the same look if disgrace.

I'm not the same perfect little catholic school child you knew,
For when I told you the disapointment grew.

I was a screw up yes it's true,
The first time I was touched I wasn't even two.