They say kids are innocent They say kids can’t hurt anyone But I’m Emma And I’m nobody’s innocent little girl
It started on the mountain.
There was a boy… the one who stole my medal.
He smiled like he’d won everything I followed him, quietly, carefully And then he fell.lThey said it was an accident But I saw the fear in his eyes before he went down At home, I played the grieving daughter Polite, quiet, perfect Daddy held me close He said I was brave But I wasn’t brave I was calculating.
The housekeeper She started noticing things Questions Suspicion She found something she shouldn’t have So I invited her to help me light a candle The fire spread fast They blamed faulty wiring.
No one looked at the matches I hid.
Daddy’s different now He watches me like I’m a stranger He’s scared maybe starting to put pieces together But he can’t see the full picture Not yet Because I’m not just a bad seed I’m the storm beneath the calm The silence before the scream.
If Daddy tries to stop me,
Will he survive?
Or will he be the last to fall?
Sometimes I take things that aren't mine. Like memories. Like pills. My sister says it's wrong, but she's dead now anyway. Dad keeps counting his medicine. He doesn't know I'm helping him forget. It's better this way.
