Doing My Best

I’m doing my best Trying to move on I’m tried of being tried to made to feel like an ugly duckling When in side I know I am a beautiful swan It’s been years since I was first violated Yet, no one person has come to my defense To many miles in between you To me, the laws meant to protect me, just do not make sense When someone is allowed to harass day in and day out To use my photo and legal name as they please And not even get a slap on the wrist Not even to feel a pinch or legal squeeze I feel like I’ve been emotionally raped And the attacker is still on the loose And have to see him every single day And keep right on taking his abuse
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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