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I went to the party with my best friend, Mom 
It was a Saturday night, what was there to do?
I didn’t think it would end like this, Mom 
You should see it up here, I know you would love the view
	
“Come with me”, she said
“We will only be dancing.”
“Wear that dress, you look good in red”
“You’ll have all the boys glancing”

So I went to the bar, Mom 
This boy bought me a drink
But things started going too far, Mom
When he shot his friends a wink

I started feeling faint, Mom
After only having a few sips 
The boy I dreamed of marrying would have been a saint, Mom
But this one was grabbing at my hips 




“Come on, let’s get out of here”
“I’ll take you to my place”
I never even liked beer, Mom
It made me too red in the face 

So I stumbled out of the bar, Mom
Five boys were carrying me, actually maybe four
They took me to their car, Mom
While smiling, they slammed the door

My friend was too drunk to care 
She didn’t even notice I was gone, Mom
Tell the boys to stop pulling my hair 
Please make them stop, this has been going on for far too long 

The boy was so nice at first 
I actually thought he liked me 
They finally stopped but it hurts, Mom 
There is a big gash on my knee 

He told his friends they could share, Mom
They treated me like a “thing”
I wish I had Teddy, my stuffed bear, Mom
They even took my promise ring 

I was a good girl, Mom
I always listened to your rules
It makes me want to hurl, Mom
That this can happen to girls at school




Tell Daddy that I will always be his princess
Tell Sissy to not be afraid 
I hope my story leads to interest 
That a change needs to be made 

They left me lying here, Mom
 I am starting to see the light 
The boy put something in my drink, Mom
I just wanted to have fun for one night 


Please tell my story to all boys, Mom
Tell girls to watch their drink
Say that women are not toys, Mom
What they did to me should put them in the clink 

I love you, Mom 
My legs hurt from all the scrapes 
I know that you will always love me too, Mom
So tell the world that it is not okay to rape.
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