My Shame Stays

You can tell me it was not my fault
that I fell prey to his assault.
It changes nothing,
the weight is still crushing.
It doesn’t take away the shame
that I joined in the profane.
So how am I not to blame?
I could confess
All his transgress.
But my shame would stay
it changes nothing anyway.
Some may call me innocent
or label me a participant.
Say I was only a child,
but I am still left defiled.
You could show pity
understand my misery,
say you forgive.
Though it is his sin
my shame would stay
it changes nothing anyway.
The truth of my shame,
I "enjoyed" his game