rape/abuse

Little girl in her bed, A lot going through her head,
In her mind all she can see is doom praying that daddy wont walk in the room,
Pull down his pants,and pull hers down to,
Showing her stuff she does not want to see,Doing to her stuff that should not be,
But it happens every night,and she just can't stop the fight,
Crying in the inside beging him to stop,wants to tell him,but dares not,
He tells her he loves her, just like he loves her mother,
Little girl looking so dumb,little girl feeling so numb,
She cuts herself to she the blood,also because she feels lower then mud,
Little girl feels so sluty,little girl just wants a buddy,
Someone to call a friend,Someone to be there till the end,  
She tells mommy but mommy wont belive her,all she does is sit and tease her,
Little girl want a new family,little girl has the right to be happy,
This is the end, little girl does not trust men,
Or maybe she's wrong, maybe she will but when,
When will she trust her brother,When will she trust her teacher ,
When will she her granfather, When can she trust the precher,
She was finaly brave enough to tell,now her life is less then hell,
She still feels low,but soon that will blow,
Little girl is growing up and getting stronger,
Though she still lives with the pain,
The abuse is no longer,
Each day we pray it will never happen again,
But we don't know what will happen tomorrow intill tomorrow comes.