Why Oh Why Me?

I was but a child of three,
When my Grandfather sat me on his knee,
Unknown to me the things he done,
To him were just for his own fun.

When I was older in the dark of night,
I realized these things weren't quite right,
What he had done to me,
Was something that wasn't meant to be.

Throughout the years ,
Suddenly all my fears,
Came raising their ugly head,
They made me feel quite dead,

One day not so long ago,
I knew I had to let someone know,
The things that man had done to me,
For my own peace of mind I had to set free.

Today my head is such a mess,
Trying to workout what's for the best,
I know I was not to blame,
But yet my mind is full of pain.