Why?

Battered and torn I am lifeless and worn

You stole my innocence and left me to die

My life's blood slowly draining into the ground

Still I don't dare ask you why?

You violated me in anyway that you could

My head kicked with your boot if I resisted

Until no fight is left still you didn't stop

At your mercy the torture it persisted

Raped, bruised, bleeding and used

Now I lay dying and there is no one to care

Cold and alone, frightened and scared

I was a just a child, how could you dare?

Jem Farmer, all rights reserved.