I Know But I Don'T Know
I Know That It Was Summer
I Know That It Was Hot
I Know What He Was Wearing,
I Don't Know What He Thought
I know He Made Me Watch Him
I know He Made Me Touch
I Know He Made Me Move My Hand
I Hate Him So Damn Much.
I know That I Was Naked
I Know I Was Only Four
I Know I Tried To Tell On Him
But I Was Just Ingnored.
I Know My Mom Didn't Believe Me
I Know She Thought I was Lying
I Know He Used To Threaten Me,
It Was Not Worth Me Trying.
I Know I Turned My Body Numb
I Know I was Abused
Why Won't Anyone Ever Listen To Me
I Feel So God-Damn Used
Copyright © Amy Brown | Year Posted 2006
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