They say mamas always right
She drove me to the 702 to meet you that night...

Thinking you love me...
Thinking its true...

Father of mine, what you have done we can not...
Look at what you have put me through...

Behind her hazel eyes
There is a story untold...

I am now seventeen
Since I was 3, you I have not seen...

The rain starts to fall
And the wolves start to call...

*this poem is not about me i just decide to put my...
I can see behind your eyes...

****this is a true poem my sister got raped at the...
Rape at fourteen...

At first is was just lust
And we did not have much trust...

He went to sleep
in his living room on his ragged old bed...

Forced
This is the life she was force to subsist...

Rain
When it rains out side...