You took something from me
That can never be given back
You took my innocence, my sanity
Left me with panic attacks

So young so naive
Only 13
Were you satisfied?
How can you
Feel like a man
I know you saw me cry

I didn't even really know you
But you've been in my nightmares
Ever since that day
I try to cleanse myself of you
Try to wash the evil of you away

So sick to touch a little girl
'That was the best p*ssy'
How couldn't it be
I was so clean
Since then I've felt so dirty...

I know this poem wasn't that good. I just had to get things out, I
really don't care how good it was...
 
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