Ordinary Day

I am a girl, With many hopes and dreams. You may think my life is perfect, But it’s not at all what it seems. When I get home everyday from school, He comes knocking at my door. And then what he does to me, Is not right, for sure. He rips off my shirt, Then tears down my pants. All this stuff he does to me, Makes me feel like a tramp. Then he gets to, Have his way. He does what he wants, And then just walks away. He acts like he didn’t do anything, That what he’s doing is right. But because of him, I sit up and cry all night. He does this to me everyday, And acts like its okay. I think he’s coming to do it right now, But it’s just another ordinary day. I am a girl, With many hopes and dreams. You may think I live a perfect life, But it’s not at all what it seems.