I was framed

I couldnt picture myself in a bad situation

i simply went down the store with no hesitation

i walked around the corner
and i heard a mother scream

the bleeding sound of horror
the tragedy it seemed

i saw them shoving, pushing,
slapping on her face

he even raped her witty,
wipped the tears right off her face,

i started breathing louder
was scared that they would see

that i was down the corner
or even hear me if i squeeked,

they simply overpowered
the innocense of this girl,

yet her body was incountered with a knife against her throat,

they threw her in a dumpster
you could see her broken bones

blood dripping down her ankles
and pounding softly on the floor,

i waited till they left
and ran as fast as i could ,

i knew thatn she was dead
she didnt look so good,

i pulled her out the dumpster
i layed her on the ground

i swear she wasnt moving
plus she didnt make a sound

i ran to call the police but as i leave i hear the sirens

12 cars stop and surround me
the lights cause my blindness,

their yelling on the microphone
for me not to move

i take my position, im scared at what they'd do,

""come out with your hands up""
thats all i ever heard

they threw me on the ground
and even had to search,

i end up in the cell
ive asked them what ive done

they laugh as im offended
and say im facing '51'

im slightly so confused,
as i see the same men

the same men who raped her
and yell . yes he the reason she is dead,

my heart drops stops beating,
im losing all my breath,

i cant believe they blame me
and im the reason she is dead,

i only had one phone call
and that was to my little girl

what else am i to tell her
but im being framed, daddy aint coming home