Blood Of The Innocent!

Hey everyone. Not sure I like the start of this poem very much so any suggestions on how to improve it are welcome and appreciated. Please rate and comment. Thanks :D

My name is Matilda, I have a story to share with you.
I have a mother and somewhere a father too.
I miss my mum so much, she used to watch me play.
That is, until they took her away.
I didn't even get to say goodbye, I cried till I could cry no more.
Next they took away my friends, I didn't know what for.
All alone, the next few months were hell.
I was fed some awful stuff that made me feel unwell.
They said it was for the best, to make me gain some weight.
They said I was too thin, so I ate and ate.
When I was healthy enough, they sold me like my mum and friends.
I know that this certainly must be the end.
They took me to a dark place, that smelt like rotting flesh.
It wasn't long now until I faced my final test.
As I entered the shed, I heard a terrified cry.
I could smell the blood of others, I didn't want to die.
They pushed me up the ramp, on wards to wards my death.
Then I felt an electrifying pain in my chest.
Before I knew what was happening, I was falling to the bloody ground.
As someone dragged me along, I heard a frightening sound.
Suddenly I could move, I got up and tried to run.
I've been given another chance, another chance to see the sun.
But i was stopped in my tracks, as I was stunned once more.
Alive, but barely conscious, I was dragged to the killing floor.
Skinned alive I was, right then and there.
The pain unlike anything I've felt, way too much to bear.
Next I was cut up into pieces, butchered into meat.
Packaged, sold then cooked up on your plate ready to eat.
Beef is what I'm called now, I have no name or face.
Sitting on your plate, I'm not in my rightful place.
I suffer, I have feelings and a soul too.
Why can't I be treated properly? Exactly the same as you?
Sure;y this murderous act, cannot be deemed alright.
So thousands suffer the same fate everyday, in the name of human appetite.