The Day Innocence was Murdered

Why is it that I must try
To see beneath this veil of lies,
And hope that when a young child cries,
Another piece of your soul will die.

Why did you tell her to look away,
Pretend not to hear a word you say,
For your crimes you'll never pay,
Though you murdered innocence that day.

She was just a child with curious eyes,
Now she's left to wonder why,
Was she put on earth to deal with lies,
Wandering aimlessly, searching for the perfect demise.

With all the debts she has paid, 
And all the lies she could have saved,
Her whole life was lived in a day,
The day her heart was ripped away.