Nervous
She ran outside
pants on backwards
missing a jacket
still as cute
as I remember
but that thought
will always replay
over in my head.
Drunken men
and Kin all around
people you say
are like family
but I trust none
of your words
strangers are
never like family
and sometimes
family can even hurt
She's only a little girl
what is she doing
around grown men?
Spending the night
with her daddy I know
but you leave her
under no type of supervision
I'm afraid for her
for these drunken kin
have hands
and they might touch
her inappropriately
and cause my little
neice to grow up
with scars.
scars that I will
blame you for.
Scars that she
will blame you for.
Scars that will make
her sad and damaged for sure.
The image of my neice
running outside
with pants on backwards
and a missing jacket
makes me nervous
cause your never cautious
and child molestation
barely takes a moment
to occur.
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