it's not something you blame on yourself but it takes a number on your health

mom his hands are in my pants
hot breath is on my neck
please understand i don't
want to pretend

"shut up" he mumbles as he bites into my neck
i feel the tears form again
why won't she believe me
he rubs harder and his hand
on my thigh squeeze roughly
what do they want from me

i pray i die
no fucking goodbyes
tell me why i should be alive
please stop it hurts
his hands down my skirt
"can a girl make you feel like this?"
nothing but pain is what this is

mom i don't want to go to bed tonight
his hands is always on my thighs
he makes it hurt
the other girls say their daddys don't kiss them this way
why are u doing me this way

please stop
his hands is down my pants
hand up my shirt
he goes up my skirt

he tells me to kiss it
i want to scream
is this what sex has to offer me?

i ripped the chains around my neck
no one can touch me like that
i'll getaway
fuck living this way