She was walking down the street
Keeping to herself just wanting to get home
But then these teenage boys rolled up
They were big, drunk and stoned
They asked her if she wanted a lift
She told them that she could do better
She wanted to keep on walking
But they just wouldn't let her
They dragged her into the car
And covered her mouth with their hands
They told her if she co-operated
They would let her go with a new man
She struggled and bit
Screamed and cried
But no one was listening
That cold, cold night
They shoved booze down her throat
And spat in her face and laughed
She screamed “please, please let me go”
So they pulled over and parked
They dragged her into bushes
And raped her one by one
They then murdered her
Just for fu**ing fun
Many people mourned her death
And many people did cry
But no one cared about the men
Who raped her and made her die
The men still roam the streets at night
Getting stoned and drinking beer
But the weirdest part of this story is
They had only been living fifteen years
So always remember that
No matter how old people are
They are still capable
Of leaving scars
i didnt base this poem on anyhting oranyone, i just rote it cos im peed off that men r sik enuff 2 rape ppl, o well, vote and comment if u want. l8r
