For Amy
They say she was six
Seductive beyond her years
Hidden behind her childs eyes
A sea of silent tears
What a pretty little girl
They all used to say
Look as she walks
Her hips seem to sway
Someday she’ll be a model
Or a big runway star
With a look like that
She’s sure to go far
Walk like this, baby
And talk like that
Bow to the man honey
He puts the money in the hat
It wasn’t long
Before all knew her name
The pretty little girl
Playing a grown-ups’ game
No time for dolls
Her mother always said
With the price they pay
We can keep us all fed
Now you know, baby
You can’t go out and play
You have to sit for photos
With the nice men today
It’s ok sweet one
Show a little leg
It’ll make the nice men
Stand up and beg
Her soul had been sold
By the time she was ten
The life of a child
She’d never have again
She’s all grown up now
Feeling alone and abused
The marks on her arms
Tell of the things she’s used
Just one more fix
And the pain will go away
She’ll be alright now
Amy died today….
Copyright © Kathy Williams | Year Posted 2005
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