Battered beauty queen

Written by: Raven Sneed

How does a beauty queen from 
4 to 14 become insecure 
People yelling whore way 
before the
First boy even wrongfully 
scored 
Crying no but it didn't matter 
Him switching positions 
swear she'd rather be dead
Other kids teasing her 
Girls wanting to fight her 
Cause even in loose jeans her 
booty look right 
Their boyfriends stare 
Than came the eye cutting 
glare  
Swear she'd rather be dead 
No one knows not even a 
glimpse 
Into her life
But treat her unfair 
Booty nice, that's all they see 
How does she sleep at night 
With the skeletons creeping out 
She couldn't tell you when the 
first time she wanted to have 
sex was
Too Scared to say no
Fighting from grabbing the 
knife 
Fighting from grabbing the pills 
out the Cabinet 
Didn't matter what they were 
as long as she was out for the 
night 
A reset button to forget her life 
It's a reoccurrence 
Had a boy try to get his boy to 
take part while he buried her 
head in his pillows
She couldn't get loose 
Luckily he said no 
3 years later same boy 
Now don't know the word no 
Her thinking its her fault 
Didn't tell a soul 
Thinking she shoulda had 
control 
Self blame takes control
Even with the word no
How can a female walk in a 
room full of people and not feel 
insecure after 
The beating she endured
All of man kind pointing there 
she go
And females thinking she's a 
hoe 
They don't even understand the 
self beating she under goes on 
a daily basis
Contemplating death row 
Cause everybody got 
something to say
But nobody really knows.