Thoughts of a Child

I am here But they don’t see Mr. Officer You’re talking of me You say tell a teacher, A friend or you But don’t you know What happens if I do I have a family to protect Don’t you see I am here You are talking of me No one has a right To do what you’re saying This isn’t a game That I am here playing If it happens to me Then others will be safer I take it on myself To be the protector I am only seven This choice I have made My silence is spoken My life I will trade I have a younger sister It is her I protect If it happens to me Then her he will neglect I have a mom She’s happy you see I will keep my little secret It hurts no one but me