Trust

This poem is about trust.

I see that you trust comes with a price
a price I thought I paid
I thought I had it all; paid in full
but I guess the payments were never made
I thought I had your concent to have freedom
and have a life of my own
but when you took your trust away
I saw that I was wrong
In my eyes my actions were innocent
nothing was bad about it
In your eyes you saw a crime
that deserved some punishment
You accused me of things
that never crossed my mind
I told you the truth
you said it was a lie
I shed tears over this
not because of what I did
not because of the punishment
not because of any guilt (and I don't have any)
I cried because you took your trust
for no reason that I can see
apparently you took it before I had it
Now I will take the the trust from you that you took from me