Seriously

She would ask if I was serious,
Which, of course, I was.
A battery of questions,
If things really happened,
Commentary about how fucked up it was.
I couldn't help but agree.
Talking about things I just took for granted,
Growing up.
Things that I know now were shocking,
And beyond belief.
Inevitably, it would come around,
In those conversations,
Why I never told anyone.
Well, I guess I never thought it was so bad,
For me.
And the others?
Their stories were not mine to tell.