Houae of Mirrors

[reality2k4]

My house, I broke a mirror, a piece of glass, myfather ssid I eould suffer seven years bad luck.

I thought, no, another seven years,but it seems like eternity to me.

How could a famiy ever know what goes thru an abused boys mind?

How could they ever notice the change in their boy, I dont know.

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My friend, my mother knew I was being abused and did nothing to stop it.

Why? I dont know and doubt I will ever know.

Part of "OUR" problem is not having the answers.

I wonder not "if they know" but if they care???