Set Me Free Please
I used to hate to see tomorrow,
For I was an abused child,
And I knew the next day
Everything would be the same.
Five years this went on,
I could tell no one,
Until one day
I had to say,
"Help me, please,
Set me free".
I couldn't take it anymore,
I was just a little girl.
(9/1987)
Copyright © Jamie Ball | Year Posted 2008
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