A child finds ways to tell her tale
In symptoms or in play
Without the words she cannot tell
What happened to her.

Dress up her dolls like Mommy
In lipstick, heels and furs
It's just a game she tells you
But in her eyes is fear.

Alone in play she can relate
She acts it out with dolls
The secrets lie within her
And expose what her Daddy did.

She plays out scenes she knows too well
She plays them til she's grown
And then she plays them once again
But this time with grown men.